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Miraculous: Rise of Anatis 62

Ok I was gonna do Kwami Buster next but decided to go with Gamer 2.0 instead. I'm happy with how it came out but I'll try and write up Kwami Buster as the next chapter :D Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this. It took some time to write but it came out nicely :D

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Chapter Sixty-Two: Gamer 2.0

Luka sighed as he leaned on the fencing of Marinette's balcony and glanced over at the city. He had been here on many occasions as Anatis but been here as Luka was surreal. He let out a sigh and glanced over to the Eiffel tower. He was suppose to be having another sleepover with Marinette. She had insisted he stayed over and they had a movie night. They had enjoyed watching their movie and they had fallen asleep on each other. However, it didn't last long for him. He had been wrote up by a nightmare. It had shaken him up and caused him to panic as he looked around. A small amount of relief had flooded into his mind when he saw Marinette curled up asleep next to him. He had moved and placed a blanket around her as she curled up on her Chaise lounge before he had climbed up to the balcony to look out to the city as he didn't want to go back to sleep. Not after that nightmare. He had been having the same one recently but it just seemed to be getting worse after his chat with Master Fu. He was no longer just seeing the event from third person but actually experiencing it in first person. He didn't what had happened in the dream to make it that way but in his dream, he is stood near the Eiffel tower and there are huge waves crashing towards him. Lady Noir is knelt down in front of him, crying and for some reason she looks different but he can't quite see why. All he can see are the waves as he stands there. They are crashing and destroying everything in their path and he wants to run. He wants to pick up Lady Noir and swing away from the deadly water but for some reason, he can't. He can't move. He can't scream or blink or even twitch. He is completely paralysed and then the waves hit, washing over him and Lady Noir. Somehow she survives and she is trying to reach towards him as he sees the waves washing her away and god... he wants to reach for her hand but he can't. He just can't and he doesn't know why. He sees cars floating and buildings been destroyed as the tidal waves hit Paris and Lady Noir tries to her hardest to swim towards him. She even gets close enough to place her hands on his cheek. What freaks him out is he can't feel it. He can't feel her touch, even though she has them on his face. The water calms and remains still as Lady Noir holds his face. She even presses her lips to his yet he still can't feel it and he still doesn't know why she's different but he's glad she hasn't drown. It then dawns on him that he should have. He isn't in his aqua form and there's no way he had a chance to hold his breath so he should have drowned yet he didn't. Somehow he was still alive. He is trapped under the water, unable to move and escape yet somehow alive and able to see everything from his place in the water. He hears a splash and hears an echo like something breaking. Apparently Lady Noir does as well because she looks in the direction it came from and she looks terrified. He watches in sorrow as she pulls away from him and swims away. He wants to swim after her and call out her name but he just can't. He can't scream or swim. He's just stuck in that place as still as a statue and trapped deep under the water. As if that wasn't bad enough, a huge monster then swims by. It looks like some sort of sea serpent and the feelings he gets from it makes him want to scream and run but he can't. He thinks that this creature is why Lady Noir looked so afraid and had swam off. He didn't blame her. It scared him too. Just before he wakes up, he swears he can hear it laugh at him as if it finds it funny that he is trapped. He took a deep breath as he tried to shake that feeling off. It was just a dream. That's what he had been telling himself but he knew it wasn't true. It was too real to be a dream and he knew it felt... bad and strong. And he knew something was wrong with Lady Noir. He couldn't see what it was but she was different in his dream. He knew it but he didn't know how. He covered his mouth as he tried to stop the sob coming from him. When had he started crying? Was it because he thought about the Lady Noir in his dream? Or because he still felt paralysed and unable to stop that flood?

"Luka?" Marinette's voice made him freeze. He didn't want her to see him crying again. He was meant to be strong and she had seen him crying too much recently. He heard her footprints on the flood and the music in her heart. He felt bad. It was singing a song of worry and fear. "Luka?"

She stopped in front of him as he tried to wipe his tears away.

"I'm... alright..." He whispered but the frown on her face said she didn't believe him. She gently took his hand and made him face her, frowning even more as she saw his clearly bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"Lu, you're crying..." She gasped, moving her hand to his cheek and using her thumb to wipe away his tears. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

"I'm... I'm just..." He wanted to lie and say he was ok but he wasn't ok. He hadn't been ok since Mob Boss and Miracle Queen hadn't helped. "I'm.. not hurt... not physically..."

"Then what's wrong?" She asked, worry in her bluebell eyes. It made him feel guilty.

"I keep on having real bad nightmares..." He replied, making her frown. It wasn't a lie. He was having bad nightmares. If it wasn't his recent one, it was ones of him been controlled by Miracle Queen and murdering Lady Noir or even worst Marinette herself. He had that one a few times where Miracle Queen had forced him to murder Marinette. She always looked so scared in them. Then there was the Mob Boss/Issac dreams. Luckily they didn't involve him murdering his girls but it did involve his family and friends attacking him and tying him to a stake. They screamed at him and called him freak, witch or monster and as if that wasn't bad enough, Mob Boss turned up and then sets his pyre on fire to burn him like the witches of old. He begged and screamed for help but no one helped him. Every time, he wakes from it just as the flames consume him. Marinette's hand on his cheek makes him flinch back to reality. A frown still danced on her lips. "S-Sorry,"

"Don't be," She whispered before wrapping her arms around him. Instantly, he buried his head in her shoulder and hugged her back as she rubbed his back. "Why don't we go back inside? It's pretty cold out here,"

He didn't say anything and just nodded, causing her to lead him downstairs. He noticed Tikki giving him a worried look from her hiding place and he made a mental note to let her know that he was ok. He was expecting Marinette to let him to the room he was suppose to be staying in but to his surprise, she pulled him over to her bed and made him lie down next to her. She wrapped her arms around him again, causing him to rest his head on her collarbone and wrap his arms around her waist. Even though he was surprised, he was glad. He didn't want to be alone. He closed his eyes as she began to run her free hand through his hair.

"Have you told Dr Lang about them?" She asked as he hummed a little.

"I mentioned them in my last appointment but they've gotten worse since then,"

"When's your next appointment?" She asked, making him glance up at her. "Am I been too nosy?"

"No," He replied, smiling a little. "It's this monday coming for the appointment..."

"Two days away..." She muttered as he closed his eyes again. "Promise me you'll talk to her about it?"

"I promise," He muttered quiet. For a few moments, they remained in a comfortable silence before Luka sighed. "I'm sorry, Melody..."

"For what?" She asked, looking at him as he looked up at her. A light blush came across his face as he saw her eyes looking at him with a soft and loving look. He wanted to shake his head and say he was imagining it because he had to be. Marinette was his best friend and didn't love him like the way he loved her but then his mind flashed back to how she had been on the trip to NY and their little dance together in the moonlight. She had been so happy to dance with him and he had been happy too. "Lu?"

"F-For breaking down on you again..." He muttered tiredly before yawning. "You must think I'm pathetic,"

"No, I don't," She replied, making him look up at her again. "You've been through a lot recently, Luka and bottling it up isn't natural. I know it's been a few weeks since Mob Boss but something like that doesn't just go away. He hurt you and you're allowed to feel that. And if any akumas come to try and get you... I squash them before they can,"

"Thanks, Marinette," Luka chuckled a little, making her smile. Marinette returned the smile as she ran her fingers through his hair, causing him to calm down. Slowly, he started to hum a little, causing her to smile a little.

"Are you feeling a bit better?" She asked, causing him to nod. "That's good. Want to try and sleep?"

"Can I stay with you?" He asked, blushing a little. Marinette nodded and carefully moved, pulling her blanket over them. Luka curled up next to her again and closed his eyes, trying to not to be afraid off been asleep and making a mental promise to talk to Tikki and to mention his dreams to Dr Lang. Well... at least the Mob Boss ones. He yawned a little as he laid next to Marinette. Her song wasn't as worried as it had been before but it was still playing with a bit of fear. However, he also found it comforting in an odd way. Sure, he didn't want Marinette to be worried or afraid for him but it was nice to know she cared so much. Taking a deep breathe, he relaxed and tried to go back to sleep.

~Dr Lang's Office, Monday~

Mila ran her fingers through her hair as she checked on the news website to see the latest on Anatis. He had still been avoiding her and she had talked to Master Fu about it. Fu had explained that Anatis had talked to him about and had seemed upset about her lack of action. He had advised her to keep in contact with him but leave Anatis alone. When he was ready, he would find her. As much as it annoyed her as she wanted to keep an eye on him, she decided to keep her distance and let him approach her. That way it would be on his terms and it would help him trust her. She closed the tabs as her phone vibrated, letting her know her first patient had come into the office. She looked at it and sent a reply, telling her secretary to let him in. A few minutes later, a knock was heard on the door.

"Come in," She stated, taking out her notes. The door opened and Luka walked in, making her look up at him. "Feel free to take a seat, Luka,"

"Thanks," He mumbled, sitting down on the sofa as she stood up and walked over with her notes on him. Luka was one of her more concerning cases. He wasn't psychotic or anything like that but he had anxiety and he had a habit of carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. She picked up on that from their first session together but she discovered it was something he did frequently and in a bit of unhealthy way. He was constantly trying to fix and save anyone he could. Be it his sister, his best friend or a random stranger on the street. If Luka saw someone who needed help, he would go and help them. However, he seemed to fixate on saving others to the point where he forgets to check on himself. Talking to him about it, she had realized it stemmed from a need to be far from the men who have influenced his life. In particular, his stepfather Issac. Luka had beat it into his head to be nothing like Issac and then acted in a way he thought would define him from that man. Mila understood why. She had been horrified at what that man had done to Luka when he told her some of it but her job was to help Luka learn how to cope with his anxiety and to help him get in a healthy mindset. "How have you been since our last session?"

She looked up at him as she asked the question and frowned as she finally looked at him. He looked more tired and afraid then she had seen him.

"I... I've been better..." He admitted, making her frown even more.

"Care to explain?" She asked, tapping her pen. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"The nightmares are getting worst..." He replied, frowning.

"The ones about Issac?" She asked, making him frown. "It's natural to experience-"

"It's not just that one," He stated, making her frown. "I've been dreaming a new nightmare. One where I'm drowning..."

"Well, dreams about drowning usually hint at feelings of been overwhelmed at home, at work or at school," She explained, making him frown. "Maybe there's too much going on at school?"

"What if it isn't that?" He asked, making her frown.

"What do you mean?"

"What if it's real?" He asked, making her blink before he realized what he said and shook his head. "N-Nevermind... it's impossible. No one can see the future.."

"What makes you think it's the future?"

"I don't!" He snapped, surprising her before he shook his head. "It just... it feels real... Like really real and it's terrifying.."

"Well, I would imagine it would be but sometimes dreams feel very real," She explained, making him frown. Of course, she didn't understand. How could she? She was just a normal human. "But if you feel it's more then a psychological thing, why don't you look for advice from someone who might understand it?"

"I don't know anyone like that," He stated, making her frown. "It doesn't matter anyway. They're just dreams..."

"As I mentioned earlier, dreams of drowning offer represents that we are feeling overwhelmed and overworked in our waking lives," She stated, making him look at her. "So tell me when was the last time you did something relaxing?"

"I mediated this morning..."

"Ok but when was the last time you did something like a normal teenager?" She asked, making him blink. "When was the last time you went to the movies or played a video game with your friends?"

"I.. The last time I saw a film was... I think it was when Syren attacked actually? And It's been a couple of months since I played a game," He admitted, frowning. "But I went ice skating on my birthday... but that was before I got... taken... so I guess I can't count it?"

"Not really," She replied, making him sigh. "Ok I want you to do a normal activity for a teenager this week. Go see a film, get an orange juice with a friend or play a game with one of them,"

"I have a lot to do though,"

"You're overworking yourself," She stated, making him frown. "If you want to be the best version of yourself, you need to let yourself have down time,"

"I..." He went to argue but sighed as he knew she was right. "A-Alright... I'll try... will the nightmares go away if I do?"

"I don't know," She answered, making him frown. "But it might help you cope with them,"

~Later that Day~

Luka sighed to himself as he took a seat in the art room before opening his bag and taking out his notebook. He technically was free for the rest of the day as he always was after his therapy sessions. The school had arranged for him to have the rest of the day off in order to process. However, Juleka wasn't able to come and meet him today due to an important test so he came back to the school and arranged to meet her in the art room after she had finished her class. He took out his earphones and put them in before listening to Jagged's latest album. It was technically not released yet but Jagged wanted his opinion on it. He tapped his pen to the beat as he listened before slowly zoning out the music as he began to write. He jumped when he felt Tikki poke his leg, making him look around before he checked the time. He frowned as forty-five minutes had passed before he looked at his notepad. He frowned deeply as he looked at it. For some reason, he had repeated wrote only one sentence over and over again in different sizes and handwriting. All it said was 'it's coming' but it creeped him out. He quickly tore the page out and screwed it up as the door opened, making him look up. Marc waved at him before he sat down and began to work on his writing. A few minutes later, Nathaniel came in and waved at Luka too before joining Marc to work on their comic. Luka smiled a little as they began to discuss storylines and drawing styles before the door opened and Max came in. He walked straight over to Marc and Nathaniel, pushing his glasses up on his nose.

"Hello Nathaniel, Hello Marc," He smiled, making them look up from their work. "Could I interest you in playing a game with me? I made it myself and require assistant to ensure that it works. I've included more than fifty characters based on the formerly akumatized and you can loot from their equipment. What do you guys say want to give it a go?"

"A fighting game that former akumatized people?" Nathaniel gasped, clearly excited about it before he turned to Marc. "What do you say?"

"As interesting as it sounds, we still have a number of pages to do and the meeting with the editor is next week," Marc replied, glancing up from his note pad. "Sorry, Max but maybe we can play on a later date,"

"I understand," Max replied, nodding before he turned to leave before he spotted Luka. He smiled and walked over. "Ah, Luka. Would you care to try out my new game? You can battle as any former akumatized person, loot the equipment and possibly taken on Anatis or Lady Noir as the final oppentant. What do you say?"

"As cool as that sounds, I'm not much of a gamer," Luka muttered, making Max frown. "And I'm waiting for Juleka and Marinette. We have a custom fitting for some t-shirts for Kitty Section,"

"Oh, I could ask Marinette!" He grinned, tapping his chin. "Maybe after the fitting, she'll be able to play,"

"I'm not sure," Luka mumbled, making Max frown. "She's been working on some new commissions for some other people not just Kitty Section,"

"Hmm, I see," Max replied, nodding as Juleka, Rose and Marinette walked in. "Ah, Marinette, would you-"

"No!" She gasped, making him blink before she shook her head. "I know what you're about to ask and honestly, it sounds so amazing but I am too busy at the moment to play. I'm sorry. I have to sew a poster for Kitty. I mean I have to make a jagged t-shirt. Urg!"

"Oh no... it's ok," Max replied, nodding. Marinette looked saddened but nodded as well.

"Hi, everyone!" Lila's voice suddenly echoed, making almost everyone groan in reply but Max pushed up his glasses.

"Lila, would you like to play-"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Max but Prince Ali promised me an afternoon on his yacht this afternoon," She stated, making him frown. "If I was free, I would totally play it instead of making up a terrible fake excuse. What is a Jagged Kitty shirt anyway?"

"It's not a fake excuse, Lila," Marinette stated, crossing her arms. "Unlike yours,"

"Oh, no, I didn't mean to insult you," Lila smirked, making Marinette grit her teeth but Luka stood up and gently placed his hand on her shoulder before looking at Lila coldly.

"Lila, you need to leave," He pointed out, making her frown.

"I'm allowed to be wherever I want-"

"The restraining order said you have to be either in a different class room as me during learning periods or 10 meters away from me inside the school," He pointed out, making her frown before she stepped out. Marinette took a deep breath and turned back to Max.

"I swear I'm not making-"

"It's ok, Marinette," He smiled, making her nod. "I know you're not. It's just Lila making trouble as usual and don't worry, I'll find someone to play with me,"

With that, he waved to them and left. Marinette turned to Luka and gave him a smile.

"That restraining order against Lila is useful," She mumbled, pushing her hair back. "How did you get it?"

"Penny helped me," He admitted. "Since we're suing her for sexual harassment and she's proven to not take no for an answer, the judge also granted one against her. I'm surprised she still has her job at Gabriel's but it's not like it's public knowledge. Her family's lawyer is trying to convince us to settle instead and they've been keeping it underwraps. He suggested we lift the restraining order and give me a sum of money,"

"You said no,"

"Damn right, I did," He stated, making her smile a little. "I know Lila will attach herself to me like a leech the moment I lift that order and it's about time someone made sure she is punished for her actions. Anyway, let's drop the subject for now. Talking about that leech makes me feel sick,"

Marinette giggled a little before nodding as Juleka gently knocked her arm against his.

"Should we get going then?" She asked, getting a nod of Luka and Marinette before they got up and headed out of the art room with Rose, waving to Nathaniel and Marc as they did.

~At Marinette's home~

"These are perfect!" Rose gasped, holding up one of the shirts. Luka smiled as he sat on the chaise longue. Marinette couldn't help but grin as Rose tried it on and Mylene praised her attention to detail. Ivan and Juleka were quiet as usual but the smiles on their faces said more then words ever could. It was peaceful and made Luka feel calmer then he had done for days.

"Are you sure they're good enough?" Marinette asked, making the band chuckle as they nodded.

"They're perfect, Melody," Luka smiled but before anyone could answer they disappeared in a bright light, making him jump up in alarm. The TV turned on making him look over at it as Gamer appeared on it.

"What do you do when no one wants to play with you?!" He asked, making Luka frown. "You give them no choice!!"

"Max?" Luka gasped as he looked at the screen as Tikki flew out his pocket.

"It looks like he couldn't find anyone to play after all," She stated, frowning as Gamer continued to talk.

"Anatis, Lady Noir! All of these people were once akumatized then either saved by you or by the other two. Well, if you want another chance at freeing them then you're gonna have to come and play with me," He sang as Luka and Tikki stared at the screen before he turned to her.

"It looks like we have to beat Gamer at his own game," He muttered, swiping his earrings. "Tikki! Spots On!!"

He transformed and climbed out of the skylight before swinging across to the big pyramid. He landed on the building opposite it and frowned as he glanced around. No Lady Noir yet. That was odd. He took out his yoyo and dialled her baton, placing it to his ear. He frowned as it went straight to her voicemail, meaning she wasn't transformed. He hung up as two floating pyramids came towards him. They turned on their sides and opened up, revealing a video of Gamer. He blinked in surprise.

"Huh?! Where's Lady Noir?!" He gasped, causing Anatis to shrug. "But she has to be here! It's a two player game!!"

"Well, she's not so why don't you surrender your akuma and we can call it a day?" Anatis stated, making Gamer frown. "I have better things then to play a game,"

"If you don't play then I won't free the people trapped in it!!"

"Urg fine but since Lady Noir is unavailable, I'll have to find a player two," Anatis stated, narrowing his eyes. Gamer looked at him for a second before nodding.

"Very well, you have half an hour to find a suitable player," He declared, causing Anatis to nod before he swung off. He had no idea who he get as a second player and he was concerned as to why Lady Noir hasn't turned up but maybe Plagg would be at Master Fu's. Though he wasn't sure if Plagg would make a good player two. He landed in the alleyway and detransformed before rushing up into Master Fu's apartment, making the old man look up.

"Master, Gamer has returned and has captured a bunch of people in Paris to force them to play with him," He explained, glancing around for Plagg. "He's challenged me to a game but I need a second player as Lady Noir hasn't turned up. Isn't Plagg here?"

"No, he isn't," Master Fu frowned as he got up and took out the miracle box. "Lady Noir should have turned up by now,"

"I know. It's not like her to not turn up for a fight which means she physically can't," Luka frowned as Master Fu opened the box.

"Luka Couffaine, choose an ally to fight or in this case play alongside of you for this mission," He declared as Luka glanced over the miraculous. "Choose wisely. Such powers are meant for the greater good. Once the mission is complete, you will return the miraculous to me. Do you have anyone in mind?"

"Most of my allies have been akumatized at least once meaning they're trapped in the game," He muttered as he glanced over before his eyes landed on the snake. His mind drifted back to the first time Gamer attacked. Adrien had been part of the gaming team as well. He picked it up and held it. "But I know one of them who wasn't,"

"Aspik?" Master Fu asked as Luka got up and put the bracelet in one of the smaller boxes. "If I recall, he's quite the gamer too. A good choice,"

"Exactly," Luka replied before frowning a little. "I just hope Lady Noir is ok and not hurt..."

"I'm sure she'll be fine but for now, focus on defeating the akuma,"

"Right," Luka nodded, putting the box in his pocket. "Thank you, Master,"

He rushed out and transformed into Anatis before swinging across to the school, landing on the school roof. Luckily, Adrien was there, trying to help Mrs Mendeleiev and the art teacher stop the remaining students, who hadn't been akumatized, from panicking. Anatis frowned as he looked down. Mireille, Aurore's best friend, was crying as both Aurora and Jean would have disappeared into the game since there were both akumatized. Anatis frowned a little more as Adrien tried to calm her down before taking out his yoyo and pulling up Adrien's number. He sent him a text, causing him to look at his phone before he looked up and turned to Mrs Mendeleiev. He told her something, causing her to nod before he rushed off. A few minutes later, he rushed out onto the roof.

"Anatis," He gasped, holding his knees. "A number of students and teachers have disappeared including everyone else in my class-"

"I know," He stated, turning to him. "Gamer has returned and challenged me to a game. I win and he frees his victims. He wins-"

"And he gets your miraculous," Adrien replied, nodding. "But why aren't you playing?"

"It's a two player game," Anatis replied, frowning. Adrien went to ask about Lady Noir but Anatis shook his head. "Lady Noir... is currently unavailable. I'm not sure why but it must be something to do with her civilian life..."

He had a suspicion as to why she didn't turn. He knew the only reason was if she couldn't but there was only one reason why she wouldn't be able to. She must be stuck in the game, meaning she had been akumatized in her civilian form. His mind briefly flashed back to his nightmare, making him frown. She wasn't akumatized as Lady Noir so why didn't his mind go to that? He shook the thought from his head as he didn't want to dwell on it. He would ask her later but right now, he needed to win the game, free the victims and her. He opened his yoyo and took out the box, holding it out to Adrien.

"I need Aspik," He stated, making Adrien nod and open the box. He put on the bracelet as Sass manifested.

"Hello again, Adrien," The snake smiled as he floated before he turned to Anatis. "Master Anatis, it's good to see you too,"

"Likewise," Anatis smiled as Adrien grinned.

"Hey, Sass. I'm glad to see you again," He smiled, making the snake grin before he held up his arms. "Sass, scales slither!"

He transformed into Aspik before the two heroes headed back to Gamer's pyramid. Aspik frowned a little as he saw the pyrapods before the video feed of Gamer appeared in them.

"Ah back and with ten minutes to spare," He smirked before he looked over at Aspik. "Aspik? An interesting partner choice but I'm afraid it lowers your chance at winning by 10%,"

"Let's just get on with the game, Gamer," Anatis declared, narrowing his eyes.

"Very well. Please step into the Pyrapods if you ready," He stated, causing Aspik to turn to Anatis.

"Anatis, what if this is a trap?" He asked, concerned. Anatis frowned before shaking his head. It didn't feel like a trap.

"I don't think it is," He replied, taking out his yoyo and pressing the middle spot, causing it to raise up. "Gamer just wants to play so let's keep in touch,"

Aspik nodded and took out an earpiece from his lyre as Anatis placed his in his ear before the two of them stepped into the Pyrapods. The pods closed and jolted as they flew over to the pyramid before the screen changed and showed the area. Anatis frowned a little as they came to a stop before a rubix shape appeared in front of him.

"Take your pyrapad," Gamer ordered, causing Anatis to put his hands into it. A green light appeared, causing him to try and pull back but his hands were stuck.

"Anatis, I can't move my hands from the controls," Aspik stated in his ear.

"I think it's to make sure we don't try to get away from gaming," He replied as a small square appeared on the screen, showing Gamer.

"Welcome to Miraculous All Star Brawl," He stated, grinning. "If you win, I'll set you and all of the characters free,"

"They're real people, Max," Anatis growled as the screen showed the different akumas but Gamer ignored him.

"If I win, you surrender your miraculous and give me Lady Noir's location," He declared, causing Anatis to frown before he picked a character. He chose The Mime, causing Gamer to chose Riposte.

"The Mime! Riposte! Ready?!" A deep voice stated. "Fight!"

Riposte charged at the mime, talking with Gamer's voice. Anatis mimed a wall, causing her to push him back towards the edge.

"Shouldn't you mind an Aspik to try and help you?" Aspik suggested, making Anatis groan.

"I know what I'm doing!" He declared, causing the wall to disappear. He mentally cursed himself.

"Careful!" Aspik gasped as he mimed a block to block her attack. "If you talk, the mime will stop working,"

"Thank you, Captain Obvious!" Anatis replied before tripping Riposte up and miming his yoyo before using it to throw her off the edge, winning the round. Her ring appeared in his inventory. "There I won! Now let everyone go!!"

"A game in just one round?!" He replied, making Anatis frown. "Where's the fun in that, Anatis? It doesn't end up til you've battled all of the characters,"

"Seriously?! That will take forever!" Anatis groaned as Gamer laughed. He did not have time to game. He wanted to finish hanging out with Marinette and Kitty section then go home and try to sleep.

"That's the best part about it!!" Gamer gasped, clearly happy to be playing. "The longer the better!!"

"My turn!! My turn!!" Aspik gasped, making Anatis groan again as he flicked through the characters. "Frightingale! Stormy Weather! Awesome!! But a little too awesome for a first battle. Oh! Lady Copycat!! Or maybe your Copy cat! Well... Actis! I've always wanted to be you!!"

"Just hurry up and pick Actis!!" Anatis gasped, clearly annoyed.

"Fine, if we need to hurry this up," Aspik replied but he moved the controls and picked Mr Pigeon instead.

"You have gotta to be kidding me!" Anatis gasped, groaning as Gamer laughed.

"What? I've always wanted to train Pigeons," Aspik admitted as Mr Pigeon. Dark Cupid appeared in the area as Anatis groaned.

"There ain't even any pigeons in this stadium!" He declared in Gamer's voice again as Mr Pigeon took out his whistle and blew it. A few seconds later, one pigeon flew over and landed on his outstretched arm.

"There's one and I'm gonna call him...." Mr Pigeon made a thinking face. "Fiery Phoenix!"

He dabbed, causing the pigeon to the same as Anatis groaned again. Dark Cupid flew up and began to fire at him, causing him to run away.

"More like Megaflop phoenix," He declared, laughing. "It's gonna be the first victory ever!"

He looked up as Fiery Phoenix flew towards him in flames and hit him in the chest, knocking him down before he repeatedly attacked him, causing Gamer to scream.

"Ah! Go away, you flying rat!!" He shouted as Mr Pigeon ran over to him and grabbed his ankle.

"Double Ankle grab and Smash!" Aspik declared, pulling him down and throwing him into the ground before he jumped high into the air and jumped down towards Dark Cupid. "Somersault wrap tap!"

He landed in the middle of his chest, causing Dark Cupid to cry out as he lifted his arm.

"Feathered face wash!!" He declared, causing Fiery Phoenix to land on Dark Cupid's face and brush his tail feathers on him. He grabbed his pin and threw it away from him before jumping towards it. "The volatile's elbow!"

He landed his elbow on it, crushing it.

"Mr Pigeon wins!" The deep voice declared as he held up his arms. Fiery Phoenix flew over and landed on him, causing him to hold up his fist.

"Pound it, Fiery Phoenix," He grinned, causing the bird to tap his fist with it's head. Dark Cupid disappeared and the loot went to Aspik.

"Impossible!" Gamer declared.

"There we both won!" Anatis groaned. "Can we do now?!"

"Not yet!" He declared, making him groan. "We have some many characters to go through first and then the final boss,"

"Great," Anatis stated in a dull voice, picking Befana. Gamer picked Dark Owl before the two started to fight. Anatis fired at him but Gamer used Owl Mist then knocked him off the bike before kicking him into the ground, causing Anatis to lose before he dabbed and said something about been the dark owl, complete with a dab. Anatis rolled his eyes. "Lucky shot,"

"My turn!!" Aspik declared, choosing Reflekta. Anatis resisted having a go at him. "Ohh this brings back memories,"

Reflekta appeared in the arena as Gamer chose Rogercop. The deep voice announced the fight but the two stood there, staring each other down. They twitched their fingers, causing Anatis to groan again as they were taking their time. Reflekta lifted her hand, causing Roger to fire at her but she hit him first as he missed, turning him into her clone. He stumbled around as she walked over.

"They see me Catwalking," Aspik declared as Gamer stumbled over to the edge before he pushed him off it, winning the round. "They hating,"

"Urg! Stop boasting!" He groaned, picking Actis next. Gamer picked Puppeteer. "Anti-Charm!"

He summoned a sword and charged at her but she took out a puppet of him.

"Actis! Come to Life!" Gamer declared, taking control and making him stab himself. Anatis growled and picked another character, ignoring Aspik's protest. He picked Gorzilla, causing Gamer to pick Stoneheart. He rushed over and punched him, making him grow in size and dropped him off the edge. Anatis stared at the screen before lowering his head in shame. He should have remembered Stoneheart grown in size. He shouldn't have rushed in. He was stupid. Aspik stated something and played as some character but he didn't pay attention. He was so tired and drained it was unreal. He felt his eyes water as he tried to hold back his emotions and not cry. He was tired of crying. He wanted to know why he was plagued by nightmares and why he seemed cursed.

"Anatis?" Aspik's voice echoed, making him sniff as he blinked away tears. "Are... are you ok?"

"No," He replied, honestly. "I'm so tired of everything! I haven't slept in days and I can't even play these games anyway! I'm not good at them at all! Lady Noir is the gamer not me and I have no idea where she is!! I don't know how to play!"

"Ok, don't worry, my bug friend," Aspik tried to reassure. "I got this!"

He picked Lady Wifi and Gamer chose Time Breaker. He paused her instantly.

"Anatis, the best way to win isn't knowing how to play or been a gamer. That's not the point of games," Aspik stated, making Anatis. "Sure, I'm a hardcore gamer but that's just me. Not everyone is like that but doesn't mean you can't enjoy them. You're smart and games like this need that. You need to think about your moves and come up with a plan. Just like your lucky charm. And I get you haven't slept but maybe this game can help you relax. Maybe the reason why you can't sleep is because you're stressed out. A game like this can really help with that. I love playing a brawl game when my day's been too much or my dad's ignored me again. I pretend it's him or that I'm someone else,"

He pushed Time breaker of the edge, winning the round before choose Zombiezou.

"It's not about winning. It's all about loving to play and having fun," He stated, skipping around and defeating Horrificator. "Playing is the best way to do something you'd never do in real life. You can be anyone you want in games. That's why I love them. There's no expectations or impossible standards to meet! It's time to let yourself have some fun. Do that, Anatis and Gamer won't stand a chance,"

"... Playing is the best way to do something that you wouldn't normally do in real life..." Anatis repeated, looking up as he looked at Volpina, Mob Boss and a few other characters including the Collector and Blackout. "You know there's a few things I've always wanted to do,"

He selected Evillustrator as a counter to Volpina and drew a massive boxing glove, punching her off the edge. He couldn't help but grin as he always wanted to do that. With Blackout, he used Verity Queen to capturing him and force him off the edge. Aspik took out Pixalator with Desparada and used Troublemaker against Darkblade. Anatis used Princess Fragrance against Prime Queen and took out the Collector with Malediktator. They used Style Queen against Vanisher and Ikari Gozen against Loveater. Using Frozer, Anatis took on Mob Boss, freezing him in place and pushing him off the edge. That was really satisfying. He picked out Princess Justice and used her against the Bubbler. They continued to battle until they came to the last three triangles, declaring how much they loved the game as they did.

"Might I remind you this isn't just a game!" Gamer declared, making Anatis smirk.

"You're the one who wanted us to have fun!" He retorted back. "I think we're ready for the final boss. Right, Aspik?"

"Damn right!" He replied, smirking. "Stop hiding behind your toys and get in the ring, Gamer!"

"I am the final boss," He admitted, showing himself at the top of the diamond. "But how are we gonna figure out who should fight me?"

"What?" Anatis gasped before he suddenly appeared in the actual arena, opposite Aspik, who looked just as surprise.

"Admittedly, I would have liked to have seen you vs Lady Noir but I'll set for a fight between you and Aspik, Anatis since two against one would be really unfair," Gamer declared as they stared at each other.

"Anatis! Aspik! Ready! Fight!" The deep voice declared as they stared at each other.

"What are you waiting for?! Start fighting!" Gamer declared, making Anatis narrow his eyes. "If you don't, everyone will be imprisoned forever,"

"I'm sorry, Aspik but I can't let that happen," Anatis replied, unhooking his yoyo. "I don't want to fight you but..."

"I get it, Anatis," He smiled understandingly. "We have to save them but there's no way I could ever fight against you, Boss,"

He began to walk backwards, surprising Anatis.

"We both know you have to fight Gamer. You're the only one who can fix everything..." He stated, stopping the edge.

"You could use my power!" Anatis gasped but Aspik frowned and shook his head.

"We don't know if the cure would work though," He replied, making Anatis frown. He had a point. "For all we know, Gamer has rigged it to ensure I can't use the cure or there could be a bug in that wouldn't allow it! I'd just end up in a constant loop, reliving my failures over and over again. At least this way, we know for certain you can fix everything. So let me do what the snake does best and give you time..."

He closed his eyes and held out his arms.

"Save them," He whispered before letting himself drop. Anatis rushed to the edge and looked over as Aspik fell, causing him to look at him. "I trust you to bring me back, Anatis..."

"Anatis wins!" The voice declared as he hit the ground and disappeared.

"You're the one who wanted to get it over with," Gamer declared, making Anatis grit his teeth before a screen appeared in front of him. "Now since this is the final round, you can pick four other powers, along with your own superpower,"

Anatis narrowed his eyes and went to pick out Evillustrator's pen, Aspik's Bracelet, Style Queen's Rose and Gigtitian's bracelet as Gamer went on about how it didn't matter as he would win anyway. However, he stopped and thought about it before shaking his head and removing the items. He needed to work out a good plan and one that worked with his lucky charm. He threw his yoyo up into the air.

"Lucky charm!" He declared, summoning a small bag of flour and catching it, making Gamer laugh.

"You intend to beat me, the creator of the gamer, with a bag of flour?!" He asked as Anatis looked the screen, smirking as certain items lit up. He picked Lady Copycat's ring, Troublemaker's Pen, Sandboy's Pillow and Volpina's Necklace, turning them into their items. "Give what you have chose in peicely 1 minutes and 36 seconds, you will lose,"

"Will I?" Anatis smirked as he put Lady Copycat's ring, tucked the pen into his belt and placed the flute onto his back. He grabbed the pillow and looked up at Gamer as he appeared in the arena, switching between characters as the voice announced their fight. "Ready to lose, gamer?"

"You'll be the one who's losing," He declared. "Though I wish it could have last longer but my statics are never wrong,"

"Really?" Anatis asked, smirking. "Did they predict this? Cataclysm!"

He slammed his hand onto the ground, cracking it and jumped onto Sandboy's pillow as Gamer fell and laughed.

"I'm the game master!" He declared, changing into Banfana and flying up. "I can play any character. Now be a nice fairy and give me your miraculous,"

He fired at him but Anatis clicked Troublemaker's pen, making intangible. Nothing Gamer did touched him, making him cry out in frustration.

"You're ruining it!" He declared, making Anatis smirk a little.

"Too bad," He replied, looking at him as he tried to attack him. "You missed.... by the way in Chess, this is known as a pat. A can't win, can't lose situation. What was it you said? The longer the better?"

"Why you!" He growled but Anatis's earrings beeped. "Oh you thought you're so clever?! Well, checkmate Anatis! I just have to wait this for you to transform back,"

"Hmm... well, this is was just step one of my plan," He replied, making Gamer glare at him as he clicked the pen. "Time for step two,"

He stabbed the flour bag, causing a smoke screen of flour to appear. He quickly pulled out the flute and played a tune on it.

"Mirage!" He declared, throwing the ball before playing a second tune. This time it made him invisible as the first illusion made a bunch of clones to distract Gamer and fly around as well. He flew behind part of the stage before taking out the flute and whispering. "Mirage,"

A ball of light appeared, allowing him to create a third illusion of himself flying around and dodging Gamer's attack. He allowed this version to fly upside down and fall of it's pillow, landing on the ground.

"I've won! You're out, Anatis!" Gamer declared, smirking but Anatis didn't disappear, making him gasp as he turned into Reverser. "What?! There's no way!!"

"I don't believe it!" Anatis declared as he whispered into the ball of light before he laughed. "Your game has a bug in it, Gamer!"

"No!! That's impossible!" He declared, flying over.

"Even the best designed games has bugs in it," Anatis replied as Gamer leaned over and carefully touched the ground, causing him to turn back into himself.

"Ring out!" The announcer declared. "Anatis wins!"

Gamer gasped and touched the illusion, causing it to disappear as the real Anatis flew out.

"But sometimes they don't," He replied as Gamer looked at him in surprise.

"Well played, Anatis," He replied, smiling. "Good Game,"

He disappeared, leaving his glasses. Anatis grabbed them and snapped them in half before capturing the butterfly and re-releasing it once it was purified before he took out the bag of flour and threw it up into the air, releasing the cure. Aspik reappeared with Gamer as the pyramid disappeared, causing Anatis to walk over to them.

"Thank you for your help today, Aspik," He smiled, making the hero nod before he turned to Gamer, who had turned back to Max. "Your game looks amazing and I'm sure you'll find someone to play it,"

"Thank you, Anatis," He smiled as the two heroes left. They made a way to an alleyway and Aspik turned back into Adrien.

"You know if you need someone to talk to, you can reach out to me," He declared, making Anatis nod. "And maybe try some herbal tea. It might help with your sleep. Father has me drink for my sleep pattern,"

"Thanks, Adrien. I'll give it a go,"

~Later That Night~

Anatis hummed as he waited for Lady Noir. He felt someone land next to him but he knew it wasn't her. Instead, Koro sat next to him.

"You handled the situation well today,"

"I almost didn't," He replied, frowning before looking at her. "What do you want?"

"To see how you are," She replied, looking back. "Your partner didn't turn up,"

"She had her reasons,"

"You trust her?"

"She's never let me down,"

"And you think I have?" She asked, making him frown as he thought about it before he nodded. "I see,"

For a moment, they were silence.

"It's funny actually," He stated, making her look at him. "I feel like I can trust you but you didn't do anything about Hawkmoth and then just turned up out of nowhere. I could have used help on Heroes day or during Princess Justice but you didn't turn up then so I find it hard to trust you, despite what my gut says. Why didn't you turn up?"

"Honestly... because I'm a coward," She stated, frowning. "I ran from the order and abandoned their ways. When Hawkmoth turned up, I moved here to look into it but I was too afraid to reveal myself or bring out my box. It got worse when Aspik and Ryuko turned up. I was afraid to reveal myself to the guardian because I thought it might have been Su Han or his followers. I would have killed them. I still want to. Revenge has been my life for centuries but I knew if I killed them, Hawkmoth might win so I stayed away until Toutai warned me about Miracle Queen. I don't know why he did. He must be so ashamed of me,"

"He isn't," Anatis stated quickly, making her look at him. "I know he isn't... but I think you need to let go of that anger. I know it's hard to but it will do you no favors and only make you bitter,"

"You've lost someone yourself?" She asked, making him frown and shake his head.

"No... it's just... a feeling I have," He replied, looking down. It wasn't just a feeling. It came from Feng. It was his emotions. "Look, I'm sorry I had a go at you..."

"No, I get it," She replied, nodding. "You have every right to be angry,"

"Right... but I don't want to be," He replied, looking at her. "I have my team and Fu but we need allies so... let's try again. I don't trust you 100 percent yet but how can I learn to if we don't interact?"

"That is a good point," She replied as Lady Noir landed on the roof and walked over. She stood and bowed. "I'll take my leave... you're wise beyond your years, Anatis,"

"Right," He nodded as she jumped away. As soon as she was gone, Lady Noir turned to him as he stood up. She played with her hands and looked down.

"I am-" She started but he cut her off by engulfing her in a hug. She blinked and hugged back, standing there for a few seconds before he pulled away.

"You're safe," He smiled gently, making her eyes fill with tears. "I'm glad,"

"I'm so sorry I couldn't turn up," She gasped, blinking away her tears. "I was..."

"Trapped in the game," He stated, making her blink. "I know... you've been akumatized before you were Lady Noir. I'm guessing it was before I was Anatis..."

"Y-Yeah," She replied. It wasn't a lie. She had become Princess Justice before he appeared. "I'm sorry... I should have told you but I was embarrassed and afraid you'd hate me,"

"I could never hate you," He replied, hugging her again. "And I'm sorry you got akumatized and felt like you couldn't tell me. I won't ask who you were as I'm sure it might reveal the girl under the mask and I'm sure you don't want me to know... but you're still amazing and my best friend, Lady Noir. I don't think of you any less,"

"Anatis..." She whispered, hugging him back. "Thank you for been so understanding,"

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TAG GAMES

Tagging: @jidai @noxdivina @yyh @albarnhs @tsukis @debickis @andysambrg @yuzuqi @kozuuki @lethes @n5fw @lieberts

Feel free to do all/some/none of these tag games, no pressure!

1. MUSIC TAG MEME

Tagged by Laurie @nyssalance, thank you 💗 Rules: Post your first twenty songs in a playlist on shuffle

Love, You Should’ve Come Over by Jeff Buckley

Centuries by Fall Out Boy

Miracle Aligner by The Last Shadow Puppets

Best Part (feat H. E. R.) by Daniel Caesar

I Will Follow You into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie

Losing You by Aquilo

Home by Daughter

Kids by OneRepublic

Eat by Zion.T

Light by Sleeping at Last

Monster by BIGBANG

Half the World Away by AURORA

Song for Zula by Phosphorescent

The Other Side of Paradise by The Glass Animals

Closer to the Edge by Thirty Seconds to Mars

Tropical Storm by Lee Ritenour

Sugarcane by Ana Olgica

Palette (feat. G-DRAGON) by IU

New Light by John Mayer

On the Train Ride Back Home by The Paper Kites

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Tagged by @lethes & @kozuuki, thank youuu Chas & Ale <3

APPEARANCE

I’m an I-need-to-pull-the-driver-seat-all-the-way-in kind of a person // i wear glasses or contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i wear makeup // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how I look // I prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backward

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i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

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i am in a relationship // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

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i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

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i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least one dog // i have a cat

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March 15, 2021: Clash of the Titans (1981) (Part One)

This one’s personal…sort of.

Other than the fact that this is based on Greek mythology (previously well-established as one of my favorite subjects), this movie is, in a way, responsible for my existence. And that is because, according to legend, this is the film that my parents went to on their first date. And apparently, it went very well, because I came into being 10 years afterwards. So, yeah, this film is personal, like Dirty Dancing.

And also like Dirty Dancing, I HAVEN’T SEEN IT? I don’t know HOW I escaped seeing this movie. And that’s especially considering that I’ve seen the new one. And that movie was...not great.

Maybe not the worst film I’ve ever seen, but it’s definitely not a good movie. But OK, what’s this one about, exactly? Y’all ready for “The 365 Greek Mythology Hour” again? OK, then, here we go. SING IT LADIES

Clash of the Titans concerns the myth of Perseus, one of the greatest Greek heroes ever. Before Heracles, there was Perseus, son of Zeus. Yeah, Zeus, as he is wont to do, came down to Earth and had some good time with the princess of Argos, the beautiful Danaë. He came upon her while she was locked in a box by her dad, Acrisus, king of Argos.

Yeah, the Oracle at Delphi, ever the wisest, was visited by Acrisus one day, who wanted a son instead of a daughter. The Oracle spoke with Apollo (AKA huffed some of that SWEET SWEET ETHYLENE GAS), and told him that his daughter’s son would kill him. And so, he did the most logical thing: he locked her in a box. Yup. Dick. SPEAKING of dick, Zeus appeared to her in the open box as a golden shower. NOT THAT KIND OF GOLDEN SHOWER. I mean a literal shower of gold. Although...I wouldn’t put it past Zeus, of all gods. Dude was kinky.

So, Perseus is conceived, and Acrisus responds to this with his usual tact; he stuffs Danaë into a SMALLER box, and shoves it out to sea. She gives birth to a boy in the box, and the two eventually wash up on the shore of an island, where a fisherman finds them and takes them in. The boy is named Perseus.

Years go by, and Perseus’ mom is sought by his adoptive dad’s brother, and the king of the island, Polydectes. Polydectes is kind of a dick, and Perseus, now an adult man, doesn’t like him. The feeling’s mutual, and Polydectes has a plan. He holds a banquet, and forces all invited to bring a gift of horses. Perseus, being pretty poor, cannot bring this gift, but promises on his honor to bring whatever Polydectes wants of him, no matter what. And Polydectes asks for the head of Medusa.

Fuck.

Medusa’s one of your classic Greek monsters, a Gorgon. She’s one of Athena’s victims, formerly a vain temple priestess who was, well...raped by Poseidon, let’s be honest. However, since Athena’s priestesses were meant to be celibate, she was the one who ended up being punished. Fuckin’ YIKES. But OK, literal ancient gender politics aside, Athena cursed her with snakes for hair, and the ability to turn her victims into stone with a gaze into her eyes. Classic. And sure death for anyone who went after her.

So, Perseus is fucked. He’s gotta kill Medusa, and he doesn’t even have a way to get to her place. And that’s when he gets a favor from none other than Athena, goddess of wisdom and wartime strategy, as well as Perseus’ half-sister. I love Athena (other than the Medusa bullshit, obviously), and this is one of her most prominent roles in mythology. Well, that and the creation of spiders. That was also punishing a woman for her vanity, by the way. She has a type.

First, Perseus was told to find the Hesperides, nymphs of the dusk and dawn who would give him weapons. He got their location from the Greae, more colloquially known as the Gray Sisters. Weirdly enough, you may know them from Hercules, where they were combined with the Fates. They don’t have the future gimmick, but they do have that whole “sharing an eye” thing. Also, they share a tooth. Neat.

Anyway, Perseus takes their eye hostage, which makes them tell him where the Hesperides are. He goes to them, and they give him a bag to hold Meduga’s head. Then, the gods step in. Zeus decides to be a good dad for a change, and gives him an indestructible sword, and Hades’ Helmet of Invisibility. Hermes, another of Perseus’ half-brothers, gives him a pair of winged sandals to fly with. And Athena, technically Perseus’ patron, gives him a mirrored shield.

Perseus heads to the cave of Medusa, uses the shield, then goes up to her and cuts off her head. From her neck, for some goddamn reason, and golden sword pops out, alongside this guy.

Yeah, he’s not made out of clouds. He’s actually the, uh...he’s the result of Poseidon’s crime against Medusa. Fucked up, innit? Pegasus flies up to hang out with Bellerophon to kill the Chimera, and Perseus heads back to...actually, he goes to ANOTHER king who was a dick to him, and turns him into stone with Medusa’s head. Kings hate Perseus, seriously.

Perseus heads home after that, and goes through Ethiopia. There, he meets the King and Queen, Cepheus and Cassiopeia. Cassie’s gorgeous, but she tells Perseus that her daughter Andromeda is, like, WAY hotter, as beautiful as the sea goddesses. Which PISSES OFF POSEIDON (who is basically the villain of Perseus’ story, let’s be honest), and he send a sea monster named Cetus to destroy the kingdom, UNLESS they sacrifice Andromeda to it. And, because kings are assholes in this story, they do, chaining Andromeda to a rock. But, because Perseus believes that all women are queens, he goes to rescue her, and kills Cetus using all of his things. He weds Andromeda, and turns his romantic rival Phineus into stone using Medusa’s head.

Usually, that’s where retellings end, because there’s a recurring trend to Perseus’ story after that. A king is an asshole, Perseus whips out the head, asshole becomes statue of an asshole. However, there is that prophecy to contend with, about Perseus killing his grandfather. See, Acrisus basically retired by this point, and lived in the kingdom of Thessaly. But one day, he went to see some games, in which Perseus was competing in the discus. Well, wouldn’t you know it, Perseus isn’t great at it, and loses control of the discus, which hits Acrisus, killing him instantly.

Utimate frisbee, man. It’s dangerous.

There’s another version where Perseus uses Medusa’s head to turn his dad into stone, surprise surfuckingprise there. But yeah, after that the story varies. Sometimes he becomes a king, sometimes he doesn’t. He basically always marries Andromeda and has kids with her. Sometimes he founds a city of his own, sometime he doesn’t. And in one ending, where he’s lived to be an old king, he fulfills his ultimate destiny and turns Medusa’s head on himself. Geez.

So, yeah, there you go. That’s the story of Perseus. Let’s, uh...let’s see what the movie does, huh? This is another Ray Harryhausen joint, so I’m...tentatively excited for it. We’ll see how badly they mess up the myth, and whether or not it works despite that. So, ENOUGH of me lecturing you guys, huh?

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Recap (1/2)

We begin approximately where most iterations do: King Acrisius (Donald Houston) has just cast his daughter Danae (Vida Taylor) and grandson Perseus into the ocean, containing them within a wooden chest in order to “forgive his daughter’s crimes”. Yeah, sure, OK, buddy. Whatever helps you sleep at night.

This also pisses off Zeus (Laurence Mother Fucking Olivier), who consorts with the rest of the Olympians on what to do to Acrisus. Said Olympians include Hera (Claire Bloom), goddess of marriage and women; Thetis (Maggie Mother Fucking Smith), goddess of the sea and leader of the Nereids; Athena (Susan Fleetwood), goddess of wisdom and strategic victory; Aphrodite (Ursula Andress), goddess of love; and Poseidon (Jack Gwillim), god of the sea.

Hera tries to defend Acrisus, noting his prior years of devotion to Zeus and the other gods. But Zeus ain’t HAVING that shit, and tells Poseidon to destroy the city of Argos in revenge. This is to be done by...releasing the last of the Titans? Which is apparently the Kraken. I mean...no, a thousand times no, but whatever.

This little tantrum is Zeus’ way of showing his love towards Danae, whose child Perseus is his. This is helpfully pointed out by Thetis, who seems...a little spiteful, as much as Hera is about Perseus. Seems like she’s stoking some fires. Hmm. She is Queen of the Nerieds, so she may play a larger role later on.

Beneath the sea, Poseidon readies himself to set loose the Kraken and destroy Argos, at Zeus’ command. Zeus, meanwhile, kills Acrisus by using a clay voodoo doll of sorts to strike him down. And that’s when Poseidon lets loose the Kraken for the first time. And the Kraken...

Guys, the Kraken looks...actually, I’ll spoil his appearance later on. The Kraken destroys the city, and Zeus kills Acrisius. So much for the goddamn prophecy that explains why Acrisius did what he did, but fuck me, I guess. Danae and Perseus, meanwhile, have safely arrived on the shores of the island of Seriphus, at Zeus’ insistence. There, Perseus grows from child into a fine young man, with Zeus always watching over him...and with Thetis and company always watching over Zeus. Interesting.

The adult Perseus (Harry Hamlin) lives happily on the island, much to Perseus’ delight. Thetis, on the other hand, asks about her mortal son, a young man named Calibos (Neil McCarthy). Apparently, Calibos is a bit of a monster, and while he’d been set to wed the princess Andromeda, he’s also managed to kil all living things on the island that he’s been given, save for a single winged horse named Pegasus. Hence...he is to be punished.

Calibos, by the way? Entirely original creation of the film, and there’s nobody like him in Greek mythology. Anyway, Thetis is crushed by this, and decides to exact revenge of both Perseus and her son’s would-be fiancee, Andromeda. She pledges to open up Perseus’ eyes to grim reality, and does so by placing him in the kingdom of Joppa, where Calibos was originally set to rule alongside Andromeda.

Here, in an amphitheatre, he encounters a mysterious masked and robed figure, who quickly reveals themselves to be Ammon (Burgess Meredith), a poet and playwright. Apparently, Ammon wears his disguise to scare off trespassers. He tells Perseus that all of Joppa is in a tizzy about a curse of some kind, and that the story of the fallen kingdom of Argos is a famous legend.

Ammon tells Perseus to go back home to Seriphus, but Perseus tells Ammon that he’s promised to restore his mother’s old kingdom, and decides that Joppa would be a good start. Despite his drive, though, Zeus is pissed off at Thetis for plopping Perseus down unprepared. He tells the other goddesses to give him gifts to help him claim the kingdom of Joppa as his own. This includes a helmet from Athena, a sword from Aphrodite, and a shield from Hera. I mean...OK, that’s super goddamn weird, but OK.

After Zeus leaves, the goddesses rightfully complain about Zeus’ constant womanizing, but note that he probably doesn’t remember Danae at this point, is is most likely acting out of stubborn pride for his “handsome son”. Their words, not mine.

In Joppa, Perseus finds the gifts by the statues of their grantors. The sword from Aphrodite is adamantine, like the original myth, and slices through marble without a blemish. The shield from Hera...talks. Yeah. The shield bears the visage of Zeus, who tells him that the weapons are gifts from the gods, and that the helmet from Athena turns the wearer invisible. I mean, fuck Hades, I guess, but OK. Technically Athena did give the helmet to Perseus, so OK.

Armed with his new gear, an invisible Perseus immediately takes off to see Joppa, sans his sword. We only see his footsteps in the sand as he leaves, which is legitimately a VERY neat effect, and I’m not sure how they did it, but it’s neat as hell. Off to Joppa, a vaguely Phoenician/Persian kingdom, despite the fact that the original Joppa, or Jaffa, is a port city in Israel.

There, he meets a soldier, Thallo (Tim Pigott-Smith), who tells him of the situation. Since Calibos fell to Zeus’ wrath, Andromeda rejected him, allowing any suitor to try for her hand, whether they be royal or not. To do so, they must answer a riddle. If they fail to answer, the would-be suitor is burned to death. This is lorded over by Queen Cassiopeia (Sian Phillips), while Andromeda (Judi Bowker) lives in the tower of the palace.

Which is why Perseus IMEDIATELY uses the helmet to go into her room that night! CLASSY, PERSEUS. There, he sees...a giant vulture bring a cage to Andromeda’s balcony. No idea where in the fuck this is going, but that’s a damn good looking vulture. God, I love Harryhausen.

Anyway, the vulture is here for Andromeda’s soul, which leaves her body and goes to sit in the cage. The vulture takes off with it, al as the invisible Perseus watches on. He takes this opportunity to touch Andromeda’s face in her sleep (stop, Perseus, for the love of Zeus), then decides that winning Andromeda is his destiny. And so, his simpin’ journey begins.

The next day, Perseus asks Ammon how they can follow the vulture, who has apparently headed to the marshes to the “marsh lord”. To follow the vulture, Ammon suggests that they find and capture the last of the winged horses, known as Pegasus. And we’ve officially lost the track of Greek mythology at this point. Shit.

Well, with Ammon’s help, Perseus captures Pegasus and rides him through the skies. Meanwhile, in Corinth, some dude named Bellerophon is just having a stroke, I guess, because he’s totally fucked now. Whatever. The next day, the vulture comes back to Andromeda’s place and takes her soul to the marsh. But this time, Perseus and Pegasus follow them.

In the marsh, the marsh-lord and riddle-maker is revealed as Calibos, who is still in love with the beautiful Andromeda. As she cannot love him, he provides to her another riddle to give her would-be suitors. In tears, she memorizes the riddle and its answer, Calibos touches her uncomfortably, even as Andromeda asks him to lift his curse and show pity. But he refuses, in pain from his love. Jesus, this movie should be called Clash of the Simps, goddamn.

Perseus was watching the whole thing, though, which Calibos immediately figures out when he sees Perseus’ footsteps in the dirt. As Perseus goes through the swamp looking for Pegasus, he’s found and attacked by Calibos. Calibos, by the way, is a guy in pretty solid makeup in close-up shots, and a Harryhausen model in far-away shots.

The two struggle, the helmet is lost in the swamp, and Perseus draws his sword. But we suddenly cut away to see the daily ritual of the presentation for Andromeda’s would-be suitors. Perseus steps in, having survived the attack from last night, and offers his hand to Andromeda, who recognizes Perseus from a dream. She gives the riddle, which is ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. Here, I’ll prove it.

In my mind’s eye, I see three circles joined in priceless harmony. Two, full as the moon; one, hollow as a crown. Two from the sea, five fathoms down. One from the Earth, deep under the ground. What is it?

Any guesses? Anybody?

NO MATTER WHAT YOU FAIL. Because the answer is Calibos’ ring! HOW IN THE SHIT WOULD ANYBODY HAVE GUESSED THAT? It’s a golden ring with two pearls on it! WHO KNOWS THAT SHIT? I call complete bullshit, and the only reason that Perseus knows it is because he spied on this last night! Also, because he cut off Calibos’ hand, and made him renounce his curse, which is...never really specified, now that I think about it.

With that, Perseus has both Andromeda’s and Calibos’ hands! HA! Calibos is not as amused, as he preys to his other Thetis, at a temple of hers. He demands that Thetis take revenge on those whom Perseus loves, specifically Andromeda and the city of Joppa itself. He demands justice, but Thetis identifies this correctly as revenge. All the while, Perseus declares his love for Andromeda, and they seal their union with a kiss and ritual.

During this ritual, in which Andromeda and Perseus are essentially married, Queen Cassiopeia, LIKE A DUMBASS, says that Andromeda is more beautiful than the goddess Thetis herself. Yeah. BAD FUCKING MOVE, especially because she said that IN FRONT OF THETIS’ FUCKING SANCTUARY. At least that dumbass move was kept from the original story.

Well, Thetis tells Cassie that she can only atone for her stupidity in one way: sacrifice your daughter to the Kraken in 30 days. Later on, Perseus speaks with Ammon to figure out how they can defeat the Kraken. Ammon suggests speaking with the “Stygian Witches”, who I’m assuming are our Grey Sisters for the night. However, according to Thallo, they have a taste for human flesh. Still, Perseus is going, as are Ammon, Thallo, and Andromeda. But not Pegasus.

Well...shit, man. That changes a few things, huh? But that’ll be addressed...IN PART TWO! See you there!

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[ID: A dark camping side with a fire pit in the foreground. A white frame highlights the logs and the fire. Orange sparks ascend into the sky. Underneath the white frame stands the title ‘A Warm Place at the Fire’. End of ID.]

As promised, @goldendaysareahead a little fanfic about my Camp Hestia AU!

I hope you enjoy it and thank you for @the-real-annabeth-chase for being yet again an amazing beta!

A Warm Place at the Fire (3,8k)

“There! We’ve almost made it!” yelled Bode. His hooves would have brought him much faster near his goal if it weren’t for the mortal legs next to him that trampled to keep up with his speed. Thunder crackled in the distance which made Bode’s brown skin glow in an unusual pale blue.

The satyr looked over his shoulder. His enhanced hearing made him filter out the noise much better. It also helped him focus on the danger behind him. The growls, the hissing and the mass that the animal carried as it surged ahead to kill its prey. “Don’t look behind you!” panted Bode as his friend was about to turn his head.

“Are you kidding me?” coughed the young boy. His legs were burning, and his lungs felt like they were set on fire. “Look who’s talking!”

“Parker, now’s not the time!”

Thunder.

Everything today fell apart. Everything today was nothing but a major disaster. Everything… was simply strange. Parker was used to strange things. He had a vivid fantasy as a kid and always talked about the plants singing for him before he started elementary school. But today really took the cake.

It started with Parker failing three reports at school and slowly peaked to Parker’s father getting robbed in his shop, to said father calling Bode to tell him to put Parker far away in a summer camp for gifted kids out of all places and now after running through the busy streets of New York City, a hell of a ride in a taxi cab that three blind ladies who fought over one single eyeball drove, some weird animal hybrid had sensed them and decided to hunt them the minute they arrived in Long Island.

Oh, and Bode Underwood, Parker’s newfound best friend and neighbor who had just transferred to his middle school, was apparently a satyr with the hairiest goat legs Parker had ever seen and he even had tiny horns hidden in his tight black curls.

The earth shook. It was an earthquake. It had to be an earthquake. But the way the ruptures of the earth had shifted it was clear that it could not be an earthquake. The massive body of an animal still wanted its prey. Tearing two children apart was what he desired.

“There! We’ve almost made it, hold on, Parker!” hissed Bode.

Parker was trying to not land on his face as the path became muddier. It had rained the previous days in New York. “Look! The sign!”

Parker’s eyes followed Bode’s arm. It was true. Deep into the forest there was an archway. It was made out of marble and a wooden sign said New Athens. Behind the archway were… buildings? Houses? Didn’t Parker’s dad tell him that he would be brought into a summer camp? As the two boys came closer Parker could even read the small insignia underneath: formerly known as Camp Half-Blood.

A roar made both nearly jump. The animal. The monster. It also hissed?

Parker jumped over a fallen tree branch and Bode bleated. Oh, he’s really a goat, Parker thought.

A roar. Parker felt the heat in his back. Was he imagining acid tearing his jeans jacket apart or was it truly happening? He had no time to care about it.

The two boys nearly reached the archway. “JUMP!” yelled Bode and Parker did. The both of them slid through the archway and were greeted with silence. Parker vowed to himself to never slide on mud again. The taste of grass and dirt was truly displeasing. No wind was howling and only the echoing songs of the cicadas kept them company.

This so-called camp looked strange. It was a clash of cultures. It was a fight between new and old. To Parkers right it did look like the old grounds of a camp. They looked like they had sporting events, a dinner area and a large area for all kinds of other activities. It would have been fairly normal if it weren’t for deadly ancient weapons lying around in front of a cabin and the dozens of cabins themselves. Each cabin had a different character to it as if they were dedicated to someone. They radiated a strange force. Parker instinctively knew that it was old and ancient, that it was powerful.

The left of the campgrounds were the polar opposite. It wasn’t just buildings and houses. It was an entire city. It was a huge construction side with many finished and unfinished buildings. A city so big yet so hidden deep in the woods of Long Island. The architecture was astounding, and the design was precise and heavily inspired by the world of Ancient Greece.

Was that a CVS out of all things placed into something that looked like the pantheon? And it had a Trader Joe’s next to it in something that looked like another temple? An entire Ancient Greek Taco Bell with a crunch wrap supreme advertisement that had a lightning bolt pressed into its side?! And in the middle of the city was an old market place like in Hollywood movies?

What’s going on? asked Parker himself.

A big blue house seemed to draw the line between old and new. The old ways and the new life. The yesterday and the new beginning at dawn. The old life that Parker had and the new one that rose like a phoenix from its ashes.

Yes, Bode and he made it. The boys had truly made it. They were alive and safe! For now. They gave each other a high five as they rested on the ground and thanked the shining stars above them for their guidance.

A clash disrupted their celebratory mood. The beast. Parker finally saw it in its entire glory. The head of a lion. The back of a reptile? Was that a dragon? And its tale was a snake out of all things?

Fearsome snarls and growls were drowned out behind the invisible layer that prevented the beast from entering campgrounds. The piercing yellow eyes shifted and tried to find the mortal flesh it desired only to be disappointed. The barrier was too strong to be penetrated. The massive beast turned around and was lost from Parker’s sight as it became one with the forest’s darkness. Parker’s adrenaline rush slowly faded away and his heart rate returned to normal.

What he felt rushing over him was a wave of fatigue. He felt the aching pain of his burning lungs that demanded more oxygen, the pain in his bones and muscles that wanted some rest. The young boy sank into the soft grass and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Bode only patted his shoulder as he sat down next to him. The satyr was tired but not as exhausted as the camp’s newest family member.

“You’ve made it,” Bode whispered.

“You’ve made it here, safely! Everything will be alright once the moon chariot sets and the one of the sun rises, we’ll take the entire day to truly process what happens and make a plan about what your father had said, alright?” Parker was too tired to realize the true meanings behind Bode’s words. He only mumbled a “yeah,” and tried to breathe with a steady rhythm.

“Hey Parker,” Bode started, “You just survived the chimera which is something I’m incredibly thankful as that beast has killed other kids prior.”

Chimera? For some odd reason that weird Hercules movie from Disney came to Parker’s mind. “It did what now?”

Bode raised his hands in defense. “Woah hold your horses! No one was seriously injured – this time.” he said.

“What’s important is that you’ll catch your breath and meet the new camp director. Right there at the fireplace.” Bode pointed into the distance and Parker’s gaze followed. “I know all of this is new and weird to you, especially since this place isn’t the most organized, but trust me.”

It was true what Bode said. The juxtaposition between the two worlds that clashed at Camp Half-Blood were simply weird to Parker’s unaccustomed eyes. But there! At the old camp site, right at the edge of old and new, there she was. A woman poking a log with what looked like a golden hook. She wore a brown gown and held a hand to the flames. The flames rose and Parker was worried that the strange lady might have singed her eyebrows accidentally. But no. It was the opposite. It was as if the fire were dancing for her. As if it’s flaring was a beautiful melody for her eyes and only her eyes.

The orange and yellow and golden streaks of the flames were hypnotizing. Parker didn’t even realize how he was already standing up on his two feet and walking towards the pit. Bode followed him. The pit looked small in the distance but only enlarged close up. Parker didn’t feel fear – it was the polar opposite. He felt as calm as he had never been before. The young boy stopped.

“Parker Mbata,” the woman smiled and turned her head to him. The reflection of the flames danced in her eyes and Parker knew that the orange highlighted his beautiful black skin. Beautiful dark skin that she had as well.

“How do you know my name?” he asked her and raised an eyebrow. His voice cracked; he didn’t want to appear impolite as that was what most people thought wrongfully about him. The woman only smiled and pointed to a seat next to her. She was middle-aged and her black braids would probably reach her knees if she had been standing upright. She was pretty. A round face that loved to smile. It wasn’t the movie star look, but she had the calm and grace of someone who had seen much of the world and was able to see the wonderful side of things.

For Parker, she had the aura of a friendly aunt that would help out with homework, try to play on a console with you and would bake here and there from time to time with you. Rib crushing hugs, hands that drove through hair, a pat on the shoulder that said: “No matter how far you’ll go, remember that I’ll always be proud of you.”

If it hadn’t been merely the surface level of her being. She was no ordinary woman like his math teacher – of that Parker was certain. Her eyes. The gleam of the orange nourished her skin and highlighted her beauty. The warmth in her eyes radiated the power of a thousand hugs.

She reeked of power that should never be underestimated.

“I know the names of all new campers,” she simply answered with an honest smile on her face.

“Thank you, Bode.” The woman said and shifted her gaze to the young satyr next to him. Parker could have sworn that he saw his best friend blush at the compliment. That or it was a simple illusion from the fire. “You may now go to your parents’ house. I’m sure Juniper is still waiting on the porch, and Grover will be over the moon with your first search that was a successful one at that.”

The corner of Bode’s mouth threatened to tear his face apart from grinning so big. “See you tomorrow, Parker!” he said before he bowed to the weird lady.

Parker waved goodbye and saw how lights of lanterns turned on in the modern part of the camp as Bode crossed the streets. They turned off again automatically as he turned to the left.

“You may call me Hestia. I’m the new camp director of Camp Half-Blood.”

“Hestia,” Parker repeated, and he saw how she nodded.

“This is a camp for very special people,” Hestia continued and poked the fire. A flame erupted and rose to the sky. “You are safe in here. No monsters or other meddlers will interfere within camp boarders or in the wider city of New Athens. You will train like other half-bloods, find your strength and weaknesses so that you may survive into adulthood and now how to protect yourself and those that you love.”

Half-blood? Monsters? Survive into adulthood? The questions stood bright on Parker’s face as his dark brown eyes widened.

Hestia laughed and patted his back. The warm feeling of being comforted flooded Parker’s body.

“You look an awful lot like my sister,” Hestia said after a few seconds of comfortable silence.

“People just say that I look like my dad only with a better fade on the sides of my head,” Parker denied. “Also, how can I look like your sister?”

Hestia grinned yet again and shook her head. The golden jewelry on her braids clanged. “That is not what I mean, Parker,” Hestia stated.

“Her personality. Her abilities. Her capabilities. All of that and more I see in you. After all, she is your mother.”

Parker’s jaw dropped. Hestia was actually his aunt? She knew his mother? How?! His father had always told him that his mother was a busy person and big in the botanic scene, chasing new discovery after new discovery and that that was the reason why she was never around. Also, Parker had the suspicion that she had fled the country so that she didn’t have to pay child support.

“But I see more in you. Further down your line.” Hestia placed her index finger underneath his chin and lifted it up slightly.

“I can see Morpheus as your great-grandfather. I can see Hermes even further down there.”

“Hermes like the Greek god?”

“Yes, my nephew is a funny albeit sometimes exhausting one.”

“So you want to say that I’m a descendant of Greek gods?”

Hestia nodded. “That I do.”

Parker coughed. Hestia was worried. She waved her hand in the air and Parker had to suppress the scream that was bubbling inside of him as a bottle with a clear liquid appeared. Now he definitely believed her. It wasn’t for the fact that a terrible monster had hunted him for nearly two hours earlier.

“Here drink this slowly. Do not haste, I’d rather not clean up the burnt remains of my newest nephew,” she winked. Parker took the bottle and a first sip.

“Nectar. The drink of the gods. It heals you demigods but too much and it’ll set you on fire.”

The drink tasted like good times. Like the fondest memories that had been deeply buried inside of Parker. The fudgy chocolate brownies with a hint of peanut butter that his father used to make for him whenever he had a good mood. And now his father had sent him away.

The disappointment hit Parker harder than the strenuous activity that had been fleeing the chimera earlier. Hestia sensed his mood and decided to distract him.

“Normally I start camp tours and initiations in the mornings, but I see that I should start out early. You aren’t the only new camper but who would mind a little head start?”, she winked again. “Let me do it differently as well. We used to show a terrible introduction movie around to introduce you into the new world but the reception has been mostly negative.”

Okay thought Parker and nodded slowly.

“How do you feel about your classmates? The Jackson twins?”

Parker narrowed his eyebrows. The twins were weird in a way that most twins were. They were definitely the sort of twins that could read each other’s minds and answer for one another if it weren’t for the fact that they seemed to annoy each other. Apart from that, they were also very friendly and sat down at lunch with him at school despite their constant bickering going on Parker’s nerves.

Ari was the more out-going and bold one and her twin Theo was quieter and more reserved. And he wore glasses that he always readjusted. Parker was definitely not fond of him. No, he was absolutely not. And the swoon in the pit of his stomach that he felt was something he would ignore for the time being.

The more important question: what did the twins have to do with all of this? Hestia grinned as if she had read all of his thoughts and emotions. “As much as I adore Ariadne and Theodoros, we need to begin a generation earlier with their parents. I have much to thank them for.”

Hestia’s immortal memory brought her pictures back that happened decades ago. As her brother threatened to smite Perseus Jackson for daring to stand up to him and ask him for another wish instead of the gift of immortality.

“From now on, I want you to properly recognize the children of the gods. All the children . . . of all the gods,” young Perseus Jackson wished. “I want you to promise to claim your children—all your demigod children—by the time they turn thirteen. They won't be left out in the world on their own at the mercy of monsters. I want them claimed and brought to camp so they can be trained right and survive.”

Oh, how her youngest brother had been furious. “And the minor gods,” Perseus exclaimed. “Nemesis, Hecate, Morpheus, Janus, Hebe—they all deserve a general amnesty and a place at Camp Half-Blood. Their children shouldn't be ignored. Calypso and the other peaceful Titan-kind should be pardoned too. And Hades as well. As for Hestia and him, I have another wish for them. Give them their seats in the Olympian council back.”

That demand made the eyebrows of Poseidon and Athena rise as Zeus’ mouth grew into an even thinner line.

And then Perseus Jackson had turned around to her and had given her the biggest gift she had ever received in her immortal life. “And aunt Hestia, you are the heart and soul of Mount Olympus. You are the guidance and comfort we seek, the hope that remains in our very core. With your permission—the permission from all gods—I’d ask Hestia if she would like to lead Camp Half-Blood as a new co-camp director alongside Chiron and Dionysus until he is done with his punishment?”

Then Hestia did only two things. Hug the savior of Olympus and accept his gracious gift to her as Zeus was legally bound to make his nephews wishes come true.

“Mr. Jackson did all of these things when he was a teenager? With his—uhhh—future wife? And Bode’s dad?” The tales of him having that much influence seemed too great and big and so… unrealistic? Parker couldn’t believe that Percy Jackson was that sort of man. He was a pastry baker and started crying whenever his wife butchered the name of one of his fancy creations according to Ari. That and he was supposedly very busy with his bakery Blue Jackson’s in Downtown Manhattan and another subsidiary in Los Angeles. And that person persuaded Olympian gods as a teenager? Saved the world as a child?

“I mean Mr. Jackson is just a baker,” Parker shrugged. “And Mrs. Chase is this crazy busy architect that also plays mom taxi somehow and drives her kids around while she’s running from meeting to meeting?” At least that was what Theo had texted him ages ago.

Hestia pointed to the beautiful city of New Athens. Not the majestic buildings that stood proudly there surrounding the market place but beyond that where the façade began to crack as the largest construction side he had ever seen. “Yes, Annabeth is incredibly busy with her occupation. As it was she that bore the grounds of New Athens as a safe haven for your kind. Do you see that house on the hill?”

It was pompous, enormous and combined the modern and ancient style beautifully. A light on the second floor was on. “The residence of the Jackson-Chase’s.”

Parker’s jaw dropped. These people must have been filthy rich. No wonder that Mr. Jackson ordered flower arrangements on the regular from his dad. Those pieces were expensive. Parker’s eyes shifted slightly to the left. A few feet away was a Blue Jackson’s bakery right next to the house. Easy commute for Mr. Jackson.

“The illuminated room is Annabeth’s office. It seems like she is still working on her designs.”

The light was suddenly switched off. “Oh!” Hestia sounded surprised. “It looks like Perseus was for once successful in telling his wife she ought to sleep. Oh well.”

Parker snickered.

“After all it is way past two in the morning. You should also rest so soon.”

But Parker didn’t want to. He was wrapped up in the tales that Hestia told him. The middle schooler reassured Hestia that he was yet not entirely worn out. The goddess sighed like a tired mother.

“And it was she, Annabeth, that restored the honor of the gods and built a cabin for every one of us gods—even the ones without half-bloods—so that we have places for our children, visitors and prayers. Until you are claimed, you will stay at Cabin Zero—my cabin,” Hestia smiled.

“We all start at Zero. We all start from nothing only to learn and to grow into something. You will find new friends, a new life, a new home. Just like your parents intended and. I am sure that Mr. Mbata will arrive soon safely at camp. I have given him instructions to hide in a secret place due to the monsters starting to sense you.”

That made Parker smile and relief spread throughout him. He would be reunited with his father very soon.

“You remind me very much of Perseus Jackson, Parker Mbata. Since the introduction movie left a sour taste in many campers and inhabitants of New Athens and you do not appear to be so sleepy, let me retell the tale of Perseus Jackson from the beginning. The most famous demigod of them all. Greater than any other hero the Greek pantheon had ever seen.”

The flames seemed to dance around goddess and demigod. “He was just like you. Small, a little bit on the scrawny side…”

Parker frowned a little bit, but Hestia giggled at her backhanded compliment.

“A half-blood. A child of man and god… Perseus gets quite frequently asked to retell his story. At first, he did so begrudgingly. He wrote his memories down. For his and anyone else’s sake. Had an entire folder with papers in his hand as he sat down. But now he grew confident and into an incredible speaker. He speaks from his heart and not from paper.”

Hestia inhaled sharply. The eldest child of Kronos turned her face to the red of the flames to recount the events that happened nearly twenty years ago.

“Perseus always starts his stories with ‘look, I didn’t want to be a half-blood’…”

The End

I’m not really an OC person but I hope you enjoyed this little thought experiment regardless ;>

If anyone is interested in my other fanfics, I can offer you How Could You (Percabeth, sad, finished) and The Fool (Percabeth, mystery, on-going) :3

#pjo #Percy Jackson #percy jackson fanfiction #camp half blood #chb #hestia #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo fanfic #mel writes #demigods of color

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stressed-crow · 3 years

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i didnt exactly get tagged, but @lieberts said the “whoever wants to do it” thing (like 4 moths ago but i just found it in my likes) so here i goooo

also i tag @krchov @cowardlylearningtobebrave @feathereddamsel @gruntie and @luwucifer-s but like, only very vaguely. feel free not to~

1. MUSIC TAG MEME

Rules: Post your first twenty songs in a playlist on shuffle

Mama (My Chemical Romance)

Stigma (BTS)

Man Who Sold The World (Nirvana)

End of Spring (ONEWE)

Love Maze (BTS)

I’m so afraid (Holland)

Dear my friend (agustd)

O-O-H Child (The Five Stairsteps)

Go Go (BTS)

Time is Running out (The Muse)

Movement (Hozier)

Les Passants (Zaz)

The Witching Hour (ODJBOX)

Feelings (Hayley Kiyoko)

0X1=LOVESONG (txt)

YAYAYA (Stray Kids)

Empire (Of Mice and Men)

Problems (Mother Mother)

Question (Stray Kids)

Kill Your Heroes (AWOLNATION)

(i do not take any criticism on my music taste, least of all a costructive one)

2. Rules: MAKE A NEW POST, bold what applies to you and tag whoever you want to get to know better.

APPEARANCE

HOBBIES & TALENTS

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own (if it was like... chill wildreness. i mean i can get a fire going and shit like that i cant fistfight a bear or whatever) // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIPS

AESTHETIC

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean (i dont like it tho the sea scares me) // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

MISC

3. THIS OR THAT TAG GAME (1)

4. THIS OR THAT TAG GAME (2)

indoor plants or gardens // cloud-watching or star-gazing // water or fire // paperback or hardcover // running or hiking // sleeping with socks or without socks // fruit or vegetables // hanging plants or succulents // dark wood or light wood // handwritten or typed // instagram or pinterest (i dont do either) // braids or pigtails // books or movies // oceans or meadows // forests or fields // sweet or salty // ice cream or chocolate // hoodies or sweaters // long hair or short hair // piercings or tattoos (new!! both!!) // summer or winter (both suck) // boots or sneakers // cars or motorcycles // curls or straight hair // castles or cottages // sunny days or storms // reptiles or birds // disney or nickelodeon (am european) // strawberries or watermelon (im using this opportunity to pick the other one yes) // essays or posters // phones or laptops // glass or stone // dark or light // photos or paintings // circuses or theaters // reading or writing // dogs or cats // poetry or novels // monsters or ghosts // thrift shops or libraries // fiction or non-fiction

5. Post one picture from my camera roll (no new downloads) to sum up my personality! u get two bcs they are v good

6. 30 QUESTIONS TAG GAME

RULES: Answer 30 questions and tag others

Name/Nickname: lucy

Gender: female

Star Sign: leo

Height: 170 cm

Time: 22:04

Birthday: july 1 IS WHAT I WROTE INITIALLY bcs i cant fucking read and thought it just said “date” lol anyway its 11th of August

Favorite Bands: bts, stray kids :)

Favorite Solo Artists: sunmi, taemin :) and hozier i cant betray him

Song stuck in my head: la la la la vie en rose

Last Movie: def some horror movie but i forget which lol

Last Show: probably the untamed lmaooo did not even finnish it

When did I create this blog: december 2013 apparently

What do I post: kpop babey

Last thing googled: i gotta fact check lots of shit for work so probs smting sports related (but make no mistake i dont know a single thing abt sports)

Other blogs: what for i dump everything here

Do I get asks: no

Why I chose my url: self-explanatory

Following: 100

Followers: ???

Average hours of sleep: about 8 hours

Instruments: none

What am I wearing: pink pajama shorts with kitties, black shirt torn beyond decent wearability and this dark green... jacket,,, hoodie...thing.

Dream job: village witch

Dream trip: me @ japan:

(i was supposed to go study there starting winter 2020 :) im abt to lose my fucking mind :) so yeah you get a dead meme for this) also new zealand, iceland, and going back to sweden sometime

Favorite food: pizza bithc its versatile, also cereal coz im a child

Nationality: czech (rip)

Favorite song: black swan (bts), levanter (skz), take me to church (hozier), noir (sunmi) (those are from the top of my head current favs theres way more but here u go)

Last book read: MIMOZEMŠŤANÉ V ČECHÁCH (= aliens in czechia) by idk, some married couple thats probs wanted whatever xfiles had but low budget, its pure nonsense, best read of this year, dont regret a single second

Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: magnus archives bich i dont give a fuck; middle earth to blaze it with hobbits; i wanna be one of those lil shaky-head-tree-things in mononokehime

#personal #yeet yoot #tag game

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batbobsession · 4 years

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So I saw the Hunchback of Notre Dame to alleviate the isolation...

Spoilers ahead.

With @lumiereswig‘s recent reblog of her Hadestown experience, I thought I’d share a musical that I saw virtually—the Hunchback of Notre Dame. This was not a Disney adaptation, I repeat, they took the good stuff from the movie and then told the story straight from the book.

And oh my gosh, it got dark, so spoilers ahead.

Frollo got humanized and it makes him more terrifying. First off, he’s played by Patrick Page, who, thanks to my recent research, plays Hades in Hadestown, and if that doesn’t draw parallels I don’t know what will

Anyway, Frollo has a brother who is actually a good person and elopes with a Roma woman. Frollo finds him dying and he gives Frollo his child, who is disfigured, and Frollo, giving us the first reason why we should hate him, tells his dying brother “wow, this thing is a monster because of your sins” and then his brother dies.

Of course, they sing the Dies Irae directly after—an indirect foreshadowing of Frollo’s death by Quasimodo’s hands

“The saints blessed him and the monsters protected him.” my GOODNESS what a line!

And my gosh, the way they introduce Quasimodo is so freaking genius. Michael Arden comes out like any regular man and then SMEARS HIS FACE WITH BLACK PAINT as Frollo ties the hump to his back (THE SYMBOLISM THERE OMG) and the bells descend from the curtains above as the chorus swells.

Also the chorus plays the statues and each one has its own personality. It’s so obvious that the statues’ voices are all Quasimodo’s inner psyche tugging him one way and then the other, and every time they speak they use small bells or cymbals to accent their words.

Also Quasimodo can barely speak…UNTIL HE SINGS. Arden has such an amazing, youthful voice, and I could feel his anxiety for freedom in “Out There.”

And then Frollo comes upstairs and RUINS EVERYTHING. He uses this kind but CONDESCENDING tone that just makes me want to throw something. Instead of ABC’s, Frollo tells Quasimodo the story of the flight into Egypt, when Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus fled from the persecution of the firstborn and were protected by St. Aphrodisius—MORE FORESHADOWING. But they are so RUDELY interrupted by the Feast of Fools, and on that note

Phoebus is actually a cocky SOB—like sure, they sent me in just in case the festival goes awry, but all I’m really here for are the ladies, rest and recreation!

AND THEN CLOPIN SHOWS UP and introduces ESMERELDA and she dances and Phoebus is like “I’ve seen the face of an angel! I’ve been forever changed!”

With Quasimodo’s arrival they announce the contest for the king of fools, and that scene is pulled straight from the movie. Aside from a few little details, they didn’t change much.

And after all that Esmerelda chases him down and tries to apologize, but is stopped by Frollo, who’s like “ew, I know your kind, you practice dark magic” and Esmerelda’s like “if I had magic, I’d use it to save my people!” and Frollo is like “well shoot she’s smart” and then gets tempted

Esmerelda says something very Christian-like and Frollo is like “oh, you wish to be saved? Stay until the end of the service I’d be happy to teach you” and leaves and she sings “God Help the Outcasts” and holy moly does Ciara Renee have a voice or what

But at the end of the song she sees Quasimodo watching her and runs after him, and the statues are yelling at him to find a place to hide, quickly, quickly, she’ll see you

But she finds him and finds out he’s nearly deaf because of all the bells he’s been ringing all his life. He tells her he was talking to his friends and then berates himself, and Esmerelda’s like “No, that’s wonderful, I like your friends.” And Quasimodo’s face just lights up and immediately starts ringing the bells and telling them to sing for her—if that’s not the most wonderful show of affection I don’t know what is.

They both sing “The Top of the World” and throughout the whole thing Quasimodo slowly realizes that she’s not going to berate him like Frollo would and you just see him become more and more animated throughout the song. At the end of the song she kisses him on the cheek and you can tell, you can tell that’s the first time he’s been kissed at all

And then Frollo comes upstairs and RUINS EVERYTHING. “Quasimodo what were you doing ringing the bells off-schedule?” He turns and sees Esmerelda and is all like “oh, I thought you had left! I can still teach you the ways of the church, just stay here forever.” And Esmerelda, bless her soul, actually turns him down politely. “I don’t think this is a good idea.” Frollo reaches for her hand and she backs away. “I see the way you look at me.”

Frollo jumps back like he’s been stung by the most overdramatic wasp in the world “hOW DARE YOU! Your soul is so unclean you can’t see goodness in others!” And calls the guards on her.

And then he berates Quasimodo for having impure thoughts and the gargoyles whisper around him, like snakes in the shadows as Quasimodo promises to never again think about her.

AND THEN STALKS HER TO A TAVERN. Okay, it’s indirect but stalking all the same. And watches Esmerelda and Phoebus fall in love.

Then we get into Heaven’s Light, and Quasimodo has seen the true face of God, because there is a human down there who isn’t afraid of him, who touched his face and suddenly the darkness is filled with light, a light so bright it must be from Heaven…

And the next song is literally the flipside of Heaven’s Light; while Quasimodo sings about how pure and open Esmerelda was to him, Frollo clutches Esmerelda’s scarf and sings of Hellfire. And I mean, Hellfire was the most dramatic part of the movie for me, so this part was a little underwhelming…but Page carried that entire scene. My GOODNESS his voice. And him stumbling around as the saints look down on him and berate him while Frollo just keeps repeating “It’s not my fault!” Like, you can tell he believes what he says but he knows there’s evil in him now (I mean, there was evil in him before, but the sneaky kind) as the lights slowly change from blue to red, closing in on him until everything is bathed in a hellish glow…

And for the rest of the musical he wears a black and red cape over his otherwise white robes, showing how he has fallen and is acting on his own urges.

He visits the prison—literally swoops in like a bat from hell with his new cape—and King Louis XI is there overlooking the prison and he just looks at Frollo and goes “oH! My astrologer told me I would have an unexpected guest!” Frollo just…. dies inside. I lost it.

Anyway he manipulates the king to give the church military power and now soldiers are going left and right searching for Esmerelda; they come to a brothel and the women refuse to talk and Frollo’s like “fine, burn it down.” and Phoebus is like “whoa, hell no.” and Frollo shrugs, stabs him in the back, and blames Esmerelda

We interrupt this moment to remind you that everyone in the chorus is literally an angel and together they sound like an actual cathedral choir, thank you for your time.

Meanwhile Quasimodo’s like “oh shoot, what do I do? I want to protect her” and the statues tell him to go after her, find her and protect her like St. Aphrodisius protected Mary. Quasimodo is still unsure, but St. Aphrodisius himself comes out of his stained-glass window and gives Quasimodo his blessing (and a bit of unneeded comedy along with it).

Esmerelda makes Quasimodo take care of Phoebus, Quasimodo lies to Frollo for the first time, and Frollo’s like, well, we found her hideout, we attack at dawn.

Phoebus and Quasimodo have the same chemistry in the musical as they do in the movie. “You can barely speak!” “You can hardly walk!” Their arguments are funny, but just like the movie, Clopin finds them and is like “well, they’re gonna hang!” Esmerelda stops it, and Frollo shows up and RUINS EVERYTHING.

Frollo has her locked up, he confesses his love in literally one of the most horrifying ways a person can confess. He starts out soft, believing that he can save her, rescue her from dark magic and be her sanctuary forever. He says Esmerelda has made him feel human…and then tries to force her to kiss him. She strikes him. “Help, a demon! Help me, please!” (FINALLY, someone shows him the respect he deserves)

Phoebus and Esmerelda grieve over what’s going to happen, and when they sang “Someday” I cried.

But the song that shook me to my very core was “Made of Stone” where Quasimodo is tied to a post while the statues plead for him to do something and Quasimodo yells back, “I’ve wasted my faith believing in saints of plaster, but the only one worth believing in was my master”

“Take all the dreams you’ve sown, take all your lies and leave me alone!”

“All right, Quasimodo, we’ll leave you alone All right, Quasimodo, we’ll trouble you no longer You’re right, Quasimodo, we’re only made of stone We just thought that you were made of something stronger.”

And when he sings the last line….HOLY. HELL. I just…I don’t have words for that.

But he quickly changes his mind and rescues Esmerelda from the fire. The choir swells again, singing the Dies Irae, as Quasimodo lays waste to the crowd outside Notre Dame with giant rocks and molten lead. Phoebus rallies the crowd into rebellion. As chilling as this scene is, I think “Oh, now it’s gonna be like the movie, right?” NO.

She dies. The smoke got to her or something. But she definitely dies. And Quasimodo’s talk with Frollo doesn’t end with Frollo pulling a knife. It’s sad, and slow, and Quasimodo finally comes to the terms with the abuse he’s been living with while they both grieve over her death in different ways. The shock on Quasimodo’s face as Frollo repeats the same pious talk of sanctuary just after killing someone…at this point, I want Frollo dead, obviously.

And so does Quasimodo. He stands up straight for the first time and we see…he’s taller than Frollo, and that scares him. “The wicked shall not go unpunished,” he says. “The wicked shall not go unpunished,” echo the statues. The Dies Irae swells one final time as Quasimodo drags Frollo to the balcony, lifts him up—“I told you, master. I am very strong.”

“You don’t want to hurt me!” Yes you do, whisper the monsters.

“Quasimodo raised his two huge hands, and with a great bellow threw his master over the edge of the roof and into the abyss below!” And I am chilled to the bone. Thanks for that.

And then Phoebus arrives cuz he missed everything. He can’t even lift her up, and they’re both grieving.

Then the chorus—they are seriously the best chorus in the history of ever—approach Quasimodo one at a time, smearing black paint on their faces and hunching over. Quasimodo sets Esmerelda down and turns his back to the audience. The ghost of Quasimodo’s mother sings for him. Esmerelda gets up and walks through the doors to eternal salvation. She turns back to look at him. He stands up and faces the audience, no longer hunched over, not a speck of paint on his face.

“What makes a monster, and what makes a man?”

And the chorus swells, and they all bow, and I want to see it again. So I watch it again, because that’s the beauty of the digital age.

#The Hunchback of Notre Dame #musical #patrick page #michael arden #ciara renee

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lieberts · 3 years

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tagged by @jidai and @zenien and @dicennio to do these <3 not tagging anyone, but feel free to say i tagged you if you wanna do these

1. MUSIC TAG MEME Rules: Post your first twenty songs in a playlist on shuffle

can’t let you go by adam lambert oh god

the giant’s exit from the majora’s mask ost

sing for absolution by muse

all that we see by the black ryder

offering by black city lights

miss moneypenny by placebo

spusti svetlost na put by kralj čačka

dance of the knights by prokofiev

suspirium by thom yorke

the hills by the weeknd

i don’t like mondays by the boomtown rats

silence by azra

spirit of peace (part 3) by popol vuh

build that wall from the bastion ost

politik by coldplay

jenova from the ffvii ost

akira the wild from the devilman crybaby ost

jazzman by carole king

morning after by ariel pink & weyes blood

modern man by arcade fire

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2. Rules: MAKE A NEW POST, bold what applies to you and tag whoever you want to get to know better.

APPEARANCE I’m an I-need-to-pull-the-driver-seat-all-the-way-in kind of a person // i wear glasses or contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i wear makeup // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how I look // I prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backward

HOBBIES & TALENTS i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic (ehh??) // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand (kind of...... not for long tho)

RELATIONSHIPS i am in a relationship // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETIC i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

MISC i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least one dog // i have a cat ---------

3. THIS OR THAT TAG GAME (1)

4. THIS OR THAT TAG GAME (2)

indoor plants or gardens // cloud-watching or star-gazing // water or fire // paperback or hardcover // running or hiking // sleeping with socks or without socks // fruit or vegetables // hanging plants or succulents // dark wood or light wood // handwritten or typed // instagram or pinterest (both suck and are full of reposts but instagram is seriously bad) // braids or pigtails // books or movies // oceans or meadows // forests or fields // sweet or salty // ice cream or chocolate // hoodies or sweaters // long hair or short hair // piercings or tattoos // summer or winter // boots or sneakers // cars or motorcycles // curls or straight hair // castles or cottages // sunny days or storms // reptiles or birds // disney or nickelodeon // strawberries or watermelon // essays or posters // phones or laptops // glass or stone // dark or light // photos or paintings // circuses or theaters // reading or writing // dogs or cats // poetry or novels // monsters or ghosts // thrift shops or libraries // fiction or non-fiction

5. Post one picture from my camera roll (no new downloads) to sum up my personality!

6. 30 QUESTIONS TAG GAME RULES: Answer 30 questions and tag others

Name/Nickname: jeja, jeca, j, lena Gender: female Star Sign: aries Height: in a surprising turn of events im 167cm not 165 as i initially thought <3 Time: 10:30am Birthday: april 10 Favorite Bands: arcade fire, muse, placebo Favorite Solo Artists: hozier, chelsea wolfe, idk Song stuck in my head: vive la fete by noir desir Last Movie: interview with the vampire Last Show: i have no idea i havent finished a tv show in ages tbh When did I create this blog: i think january 2011? jesus What do I post: anime, art, video games Last thing googled: vive la fete by noir desir to see if i spelled it correctly Other blogs: wessobrunn but its inactive Do I get asks: i get bullied by sen a lot Why I chose my url: because i love the liebert twins from naoki urasawas monster<333 Following: 147 Followers: nah Average hours of sleep: like 7-8 hours? Instruments: none What am I wearing: beige sweatpants and a black hoodie fashion icon jelena Dream job: i dont dream of labor Dream trip: japan, asia in general, central europe Favorite food: too many im not a picky eater Nationality: montenegrin (derogatory) Favorite song: BRUH i dont have one fav song there are too many Last book read: mađarska rečenica by andrej nikolaidis Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: i think it says a lot about the kind of content i consume when i cant think of a single one that would actually be enjoyable to live in...........

#i have a whole folder with liam payne pics like that its very important to me #jtp

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salt-warrior · 3 years

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WHEN EARTH TURNS TO ASHES

Masterlist

Epilogue

One year later

Headstones lined the graveyard like the barren teeth of death. Rows upon rows of long forgotten names shone from snow covered marble and stone. Bright carnations and beautiful lilies decorated the lonesome graves in a show of respect and love for those who had not yet lapsed from the minds of the living.

Among the snow and headstones stood a girl. From afar, she looked ordinary; peacefully acknowledging the emptiness within. She had no tears on her face, though it was rare known that the girl had cried less times in the past ten years than she had fingers. Her statuesque frame showed no wear from the grief tearing at her very soul. She remained alone, but no one could tell.

Memories were reeling within the girl's brain like a devastating movie. Pain lanced through her thoughts like the fire that had so easily eaten away at her flesh. Still, no tears escaped her deep set eyes, for the girl was named after the devastation that followed fire. She was the dust of the morning hearth— and no matter how hard she tried to disappear, Cinder would always be there.

Cinder knelt in front of the grave, pressing her forehead to marble. Her skin itched with empathy of the burns. She could perfectly recall the memories of flickering flames across flesh. Her eyes burned with the flashbacks. Smoke, flames, the boy who she loved so much. Why hadn't the fire taken her then?

"Why?" Cinder whispered to wind. "Why did you do it? Why did you leave me? Why did you have to love me so much? What was so wrong with you to love me?" Cinder sobbed, "Why...?"

Silence was her answer, just as it had been all the other times she had voiced her questions. No more ghosts would be keeping her company. Cinder was finally alone.

It was more terrible than she could have ever imagined.

Tracing her gloved fingers against the cool stone, Cinder let her troubles sing across the cold breeze of winter. "My life has changed a lot since you left." Cinder choked on the words. "I'm not scared anymore. I was always living in fear, but not now. I wish that you leaving wasn't the reason why I'm no longer afraid. I wish that you were still here. I w-wish that you got to see me now." Cinder let out a sob, but no tears came. "I wish you hadn't left."

Cinder threw her arms around the headstone, as if to hug the one person who could no longer embrace her. Her body shook with the aching sadness. It wasn't as if she had never mourned the death, but only now was it hitting her so hard.

A warm hand stroked Cinder's hair with loving comfort. She hadn't heard the footsteps approach, but could now hear them kneel down beside her, knees creaking and coat swishing in the cold winter air. She leaned back into the touch, but didn't turn around to look into the face of her comforter.

"It had to be done, Cinder," said the voice behind her. "There wasn't any other way."

Cinder nodded her head. She bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly. The cold nipped at her face, but all she could feel was the numbing pain within her. "I know," Cinder whispered, tracing her fingers along the simple engraved letters. "I just wish there had been another way."

A sigh sounded behind Cinder, but it wasn't a frustrated one; it was sad. Cinder sniffed, but either the cold or her emotions were making her nose run. She swiped her nose with the sleeve of her coat, not caring at all for the stains it would leave.

Arms wrapped around Cinder from behind. She didn't realize how cold she had been until the warmth of the embrace brought her back to reality. That was the hardest part about feeling things— she could no longer be numb.

Harsh black letters spelled out the name of someone who had been impossible to forget, no matter how hard Cinder had tried. Seventeen letters carved into marble, completely alone save the birth and death dates. Cinder traced the words Channary Blackburn one last time, before turning and burying her face into a comforting shoulder.

Another sob escaped Cinder, her breathing becoming difficult with emotions and frigid air. She wanted it all to be a lie— a dream. But sometimes the worst nightmares are reality.

A hand cupped the back of Cinder's head gently. An arm wrapped itself around her small frame with ease. "Hey, shhh," the voice said. "Someday it won't hurt so bad."

"Why can't it stop hurting now?" Cinder sobbed. "Why can't I forget?" Cinder squeezed her eyes shut forcefully, letting tears wet her cheeks. "I want to forget. I want to forget it so bad. Why can't I just forget it all?" Cinder moaned with the mental agony. "Why?"

Burned fingers brushed against Cinder's face, but they weren't her own. She pulled back and stared into the face of her comfort; the one who would always be there for her; the only one who understood her and every messed up piece that had created her.

"Why, Kai?"

Soft brown eyes flecked with gold gazed into Cinder's soul. His face was alight with the setting sun, making it look as though he were on fire. The thought sent a shiver down Cinder's spine.

The reality of Kai burning was something that haunted Cinder in every moment of silence. The resounding three words of adoration had been his downfall— the flames, his screaming, his death. Every night Cinder would envision Kai, ever so sincere, being corrupted by flames. She would hear his pleas for help, but she was of no use. Her body would become paralyzed. Cinder would watch the boy with the copper eyes, her savior of the flames, disintegrate into nothing but ashes.

"Because you loved her," Kai whispered lovingly. A lazy, adorable smile spread across heavens crowned angel. "Because she was your mom."

"But she was a monster." Cinder's voice didn't quaver with the truth. One of many confirmations to her statement sat before her, scars and all. "You think she was terrible as– as that thing, but she was an awful mother."

Cinder felt the world closing in around her. The sky was a blur of fire and smoke. Everything was spinning in sickening loops about Cinder. Nothing made sense. Nothing made sense. Nothing existed in this world of hellfire and smoke. Nothing was good or pure. Nothing— except Kai.

The earth stopped spinning, and now the only thing that existed was Kai. He was the boy who saved her from the flames and cared for her in her darkest hours. He was the boy who had intentionally sacrificed himself for her. He was the boy who died in the graveyard, only to be rescued by paramedics. He was the boy who was burned for life. He was the boy who matched her identically with scars. He was the boy who made her broken pieces whole again.

And suddenly, Cinder was no longer angry at her mother, but at Kai. He had no right to love someone so corrupt and terrible as her. He was intended for greatness, yet he chose defilement. And now Cinder was no longer angry, but sad.

"I'm sorry," Cinder whispered, placing her hands against Kai's chest to give them space. She felt regret. Why did she have to be the demonic other half to the most angelically wonderful being to ever grace the earth? Kai didn't deserve such an injustice. He could hold the world in his hands, but all he wanted was her. The idea simply baffled Cinder to her very core.

Kai listed his head to the side. Snow caught on his eyelashes and in his hair like ash. "What for?"

Cinder couldn't fathom how one could be so breathtakingly beautiful and not care in the slightest. His face was one of the only parts of his body not scarred by the flames of the past, and still he was nothing but elegance.

"For everything."

"But I'm not." Kai croaked, not missing a beat. "If I had to do it all over again just to be sitting in this graveyard with you, I would."

Had more romantic words ever been spoken? Cinder hardly had any time to consider the dauntless statement before her guilt overcame her.

"I just wish you had never gotten hurt." Cinder looked to the ground, dropping her hands from Kai's chest. "Nothing has ever hurt as bad as when you stopped breathing. Nothing, Kai."

"Hey," Kai mumbled, bringing his hand to the back of her neck. "I'm okay now. I'm breathing again."

A single tear slipped down Cinder's face. "B-but when you weren't, it... it scared me." Cinder heaved a huge shuddering sigh. "It scared me more than with Ran and Peony. With you, you knew the cost, and you did it. I knew, and I let it happen. Stars, I let you sacrifice yourself and didn't even try to stop you."

"You would have tried to stop me, Cinder. Aces, what I did was cruel." Kai looked tired, his eyes opening and closing slowly. He looked an inch from sleep— from death. "But I love you," Kai said the words with immense glee. "Selene Channary Blackburn, I love you, and being burned alive just to say those words to you is a worthy price."

Cinder smiled adoringly at Kai. He was the one and only constant in her life. His presence had brought her nothing but peace and love. He had given her friends, a new life, a new name even. He could calm her from any frenzy.

"Are you sure you still want to marry me after all the trouble I've given you?" Cinder asked, slightly bashful.

"As sure as the sun in the sky." Kai whispered.

"That's pretty sure." Cinder said breathily.

"And," Kai leaned in to kiss Cinder gently. "I'll love you until the end of forever."

Cinder giggled, placing a sloppy kiss on Kai's cheek. "What about when the monsters come back and try to take me away."

"Then I'll save you from them." Kai stated simply, his eyes alight with joy.

"But what if you can't find me?" Cinder teased, but Kai became serious.

The air around them condensed into a blizzard of emotions and snow. Kai stared into Cinder's eyes with the intensity that could only be harnessed from the sun. Cinder gazed right back, and could see the whole universe within his eyes. He was the prince of dawn, and she was the daughter of unholy sunsets. Their meeting was forbidden, but the most righteous thing to ever glance upon the earth. Their love was that of the most brilliant days and the darkest of nights. Everything earth had to offer attempted to rip them apart, yet they were the only things keeping each other together.

Kai's eyes softened, as if he had just seen everything that Cinder had within his eyes. He smiled at her with love and warmth, and Cinder knew that he was the one. The only one.

"Then set the world on fire."

"Why?" Cinder asked.

"So I can find you, and help you fight the monsters." Kai answered simply.

Cinder considered his proposition for a moment. "But what about the earth?"

"What about it?" Kai listed his head to one side in contemplation.

"If I set the world on fire, it will burn up, turn to ash." Cinder whined. "The world will end."

"Then I'll love you until then," Kai promised.

"And when is that, exactly?" Cinder asked, a frown forming at the corners of her lips. Kai's cheeks dimpled with a sweet smile. He looked like an angel with snow as his halo and a brilliant sunset for wings. His voice was confident and final as he told her the deadline of their love.

"When earth turns to ashes."

#when earth turns to ashes #wetta #a burning world #the lunar chronicles #lunar chronicles #tlc #marissa meyer #linh cinder #selene blackburn #prince kai #emperor kai #carswell thorne #cress darnel #iko #kaider fanfiction #tlc fanfiction #salt warrior stories #kaider

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A Buncha Tag Games (and yet not all of them)

tagged by: @eggyukhei mwah

tagging: this is a LOT of games so i’ll only tag @atinyphobe @nsheetee and @veonjun for the SECOND (2nd) game. if they or anybody wants to do any of the other games, absolutely go for it and say i tagged you <3 i’d love to see what you guys say!! (also, tk if you felt like you wanted to answer my questions from the second game i’d be interested to see!)

One:

tell me the first song that made you stan your current fave group and why did your faves attract you so much?

ok SO the song that probably got me into rv 100% (also yes ik this blog is 99% nct but rv is my forever fave no question) was probably ice cream cake!! i had been a casual listener of many groups up until that point and had never really stanned anyone, but icc was so infectious i found myself watching it over and over. i had heard happiness and be natural before but hadn’t really listened too closely, so icc was the song that captured me. after that, dumb dumb only cemented my love for them more, and the red is still one of my favorite kpop albums to date. rv attracted me primarily because of their incredible vocals and their versatility in genres and concepts. i still get so excited wondering what they’ll tackle next!! they’re just soooo unique and have one of, if not the best discographies of any group. i cannot stress enough, I. Love. RV!! also they’re funny and gay so. anyway stream monster once it drops uwu

Two:

rule: answer the ten questions and write your own!

1. what is your favorite song that’s been released during quarantine? ooooo honestly??? probably something off of Sawayama. literally every song bangs so hard i highly recommend that album to anyone!! i can’t pick a favorite off it but who’s gonna save you now is awesome and xs is just,,, chef’s kiss

2. what is your greatest mishap when you tried cooking? (or something you’ve witnessed) one time, while making soup at my late grandmother’s house on her like gas stove, i put a lid on a pot and somehow that led the pot to be engulfed in flames. IN MY DEFENSE i was like 7, and i’m great at cooking/baking now

3. what’s your go-to outfit or article of clothing? oh i love a nice dress. they can be casual or formal, and you look like you put effort into your outfit except i didn’t because i didn’t have to match anything yo!!!! also shorts have trouble fitting me cause i’m a weird body type so dresses tend to be very comfy for me

4. what is your comfort food? am i allowed to say like all food??? eating in itself is comforting,,, that sounds depressing but also i just like eating yummy food. i guess i’d say like my dad’s fried rice?? its my fave and no one makes it like him soooo

5. what singular moment in your life would you like to relive? i couldn’t tell if this meant like, a good moment you want to re-experience or go back in time and redo a moment and fix it. it’s kind of a hard question so i might cop out and go with a bit of a silly answer: i want to relive the hi touch with astro...... i wanna look at rocky’s beautiful eyes and touch moonbin’s hand ok,,,,

6. what is your favorite line and/or character from a movie, show, or book? i got a bunch but a few off the top of my head are genie lo (the epic crush of genie lo), ty lee, suki (atla), klaus, and ben (umbrella academy)

7. if you could only choose one ice cream flavor and pizza topping/style for the rest of your life, what would it be? ice cream flavor: this very specific one from a local store that is banana ice cream with strawberries and oreo mixed in. it is heaaaavenly. as for pizza topping, i love a breakfast type pizza with an egg on top and like sausage and stuff!!!

8. what is the worst injury you’ve ever had or witnessed? funny enough, i’ve actually gotten badly injured quite a few times, and always on the face!! god hates me. the worst was probably when i hit a metal bench with my face and it took a chunk out of my cheek. i still have the scar! as for “witnessed” i accidentally broke a grown man’s rib once as a child, so i guess that would count.

9. would you rather explore the unknown of space or the bottom of the ocean? oceaaaan!! i answered this in some other game, but i like how mysterious and yet close the ocean is. like proximity wise it’s so near, yet there’s an insane amount we know nothing about. that’s so frightening but so intriguing

10. if you could be any cartoon character, who would you be? my first thought was literally “kirby. eat fast” GOD my followers are gonna think i’m just a glutton and they’re not even gonna be wrong im dying. but uhh idk mulan or smth?

my questions:

what is your go-to feel good movie?

are you the type of person who’s indecisive about buying, or the type to impulse buy once you see something you like?

do you prefer chocolate-y or fruity candy?

what idol do you think is most similar to you? (not your bias necessarily)

do you have any silly dealbreakers? if so, what are they?

what do you do to unwind?

what is a small thing you like to do for people you love? (be it sending memes, remembering their favorite shows, etc)

what’s/who’s your favorite myth/mythological being?

what is a non-typical pet you would want to have?

do you say pronounce data as day-ta or dah-ta?

THREE

rule: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.

AIR ༉⋆͙̈

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see the dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE ༉⋆͙̈

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

WATER ༉⋆͙̈

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love simply lit dinners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

EARTH ༉⋆͙̈

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love this chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER ༉⋆͙̈

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

FOUR

the ultimate tag: answer whichever ones you want to because there are a lot and then tag a few blogs you’d like to get to know better!

PERSONAL

name: sarah

nickname: bells

birthday: april 17th

zodiac: aries

nationality: chinese american

languages: english, some spanish, some korean

gender: female

sexuality: baby bi bi bi~

height: 5′10

BLOG STUFF

inspiration for muse: i suppose nct since i write for them the most?? but i feel like sometimes i come up with the idea before i think of a member so sometimes the muse is just my own fantasies oops

meaning behind my url: i made it at a time where loads of idols were getting bangs and honestly i believe most of them look infinitely better without them, thus i was and still am enthusiastic about foreheads.

blog established: like winter of 2018...?? i think

followers: over 2.5k but most deactivated/left during my hiatus lol

FAVORITES

favourite animals: sharks, chickens, snakes, cats, penguins

favourite books: the epic crush of genie lo and then iron will of genie lo, PERIOD

favourite colour: pink and purple!!

favourite fictional characters: lol, again, genie lo, ty lee, suki, klaus, ben, and just a few more: richard and evelyn o’connell (the mummy), dave (dave), michael (the good place)

favourite flower: sunflower

favourite scent: baking chocolate, heating butter, blackberry, wisteria

favourite season: probably spring! i like warmth but not HEAT

RANDOM

average hours of sleep: ugh idek i sleep horribly

cats or dogs: both, but unfortunately i’ve never had either

coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea but then hot chocolate

current time: 5:29pm

dream trip: go to paris and eat loads of pastries and enjoy the fashions and beauty of the city, and also learn to bake better maybe?

dream job: actress

hobbies: making jewelry, drawing, singing, reading comics

hogwarts house: according to the quizzes, all of them. people who have just met me think slytherin or gryffindor, people who i’m friends with think ravenclaw or hufflepuff, people who know me really well know you can’t box a person into oversimplified archetypes :’) in my assessment of myself, it varies by the day, but i think perhaps gryffindor today?

last movie watched: hot fuzz (a classic)

last song listened to: summer breeze by sf9

no. of blankets you sleep with: like 2

random fact(s): i won lego building competitions as a child, one of my dream roles is anastasia from the musical named after her, i played violin for a very short time, i bake the cakes for all my family and friends’ birthdays, i have strangely strong grip strength

SIX

10 songs i can’t stop listening to:

love me 4 me- rina sawayama

cherry- rina sawayama

in & out- red velvet

crush culture- conan gray

manic- conan gray

the king- conan gray

summer- pentagon

told you now- jeremy jordan (originally sung by sam smith)

fuck this world (interlude)- rina sawayama

someone who loves me- sara bareilles

#these were sooooooooooo fun!!#thank you for tagging me eggy #i feel like i maybe exposed myself for being a gluttonous fool tho #lmaoooo #fr tho try these games out!! so fun #sarah.tmi #tag games

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Okay, so Bloodbound is over. Unsurprisingly, I wasn’t a big fan of the ending, but to be fair it wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be. I have an alternative ending I wrote to it.

It’s dark, but no darker than the ending you got if you chose to absorb Rheya’s goddess abilities. I hope people enjoy this alternative telling. Please give me feedback if you like it or if you don’t like it. It’s just a different perspective for the story, I guess.

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Life force drained from Rheya, her blood pouring out of her body and floating into the air like DNA helix. I stared at it, the power inside me almost intoxicating, as the life force of The First was absorbed into my veins.

“Wow,” was all I could say, sensing every heartbeat in the huge room. Adrien, Kamilah, and Lily were staring at me in horror - I could tell without even having to turn - and the cattle… the humans in the auditorium were coming out of the trance Rheya had put them under. The screaming started immediately.

“Bobbi!” Lily’s voice was suddenly all I could hear. Her hand was on my wrist, “You’re scaring me.”

“Do you know what I can do, now, Lily?” I asked, pouring sardonic contempt into my words. I could sense everything Rheya had been planning, all the good sense her aspirations to godhood represented. I felt fangs digging into my lips as I grinned.

“No, Bobbi,” Lily sounded terrified, but more upset. Saddened by what the woman she loved appeared to be turning into, “I don’t know what you can do now, and it scares me. But I know you’re still in there. The girl who cries when dogs die in movies, the girl who always tries to save everyone- urk.”

She stopped talking as my hand gripped her throat and I lifted her as though she were made of paper.

“It’s sweet that you think you know me,” I purred, pouring as much as I could into sounding seductive, knowing I was sounding like my great-et-cetera-grandmother who I’d just killed, “But you proved you didn’t two months ago, when he killed me.”

I hurled Lily across the stage, where she collided with Gaius. Both vampires crumbled to the floor in pain. Kamilah attempted to step towards me, but Rheya’s memories were in my mind now. I stopped her and Adrien with a simple thought.

“Bobbi,” Kamilah’s voice sounded hard and brittle. She’d always known what to say when I was alive, but had struggled to get through to me after I was resurrected. She didn’t know why. She was jealous of Lily for having my love, but had decided to back away gracefully, “You sound like Rheya now. You don’t want to do this…”

“Rheya was a fool,” I snarled, “She wanted a world where humans and vampires wouldn’t be a threat to each other anymore? She overlooked the obvious. I can’t do it yet…”

I turned to the auditorium. None of the humans or vampires had been able to escape, the doors would not open for them.

“I need more power…”

I heard gasps of shock, horror, disgust… Lily, Gaius, Kamilah, and Adrien had worked out what I meant at the same time. I didn’t blame them. What I had to do now sickened me. But there was no choice. I could save the world.

“I wonder if Machiavelli was a vampire,” I mused aloud, deliberately putting a childish, sing-song cadence into my voice, “The ends really do justify the means.”

I forced myself to keep my eyes open. I needed to know every death I caused. I could not absolve myself of this guilt, even if my actions were necessary. Every human in the room screamed as the blood was drawn from them, merging and vaporising into some ethereal energy which merged with my undead body, elevating my power even closer to godhood. I reached out with the psychic powers granted by my Bloodkeeper heritage.

“Not enough, yet,” I said. In an instant, I realised what needed to be done. I released the vampires in the hall from my power - the four who had accompanied me surged forwards. Lily plunged a stake into my heart. I just smiled, reached out, and booped her on the nose as the stake evaporated and I flew through the roof without blinking.

Flying was incredible. I’d reluctantly enjoyed the sensations my vampire body had given me when I’d been able to leap from building to building in single jumps, but this made that look… pedestrian.

I soared high into the air, above the peaks of New York’s skyscrapers and looked down at the city below me. The most densely populated area in the United States - more than eight million people had lived here before Gaius’ ill-thought-out war. The population hadn’t all returned, but there were still millions of humans down there.

Eyes wide open, I began to feed. For the first time since I’d become a vampire I truly enjoyed the sensation, instead of my body just lusting for more. Men, women, children. Evil as it was, I couldn’t spare anyone. The screaming reached my hyper-sensitive hearing even up here. Then it fell silent. The only heartbeats coming from the whole of New York City were from baffled vampires, reeling from the loss of their goddess and now the sudden emptiness of their home.

I reached out with my mind. It had worked. I was now psychically aware of every living being on Earth - Vampire, human, other supernatural beings - even Ferals were now in my mind, thanks to my great-umpteenth-grandfather. I clenched my fists and allowed a burst of power to soar west.

A woman in Los Angeles ran down an alleyway. Her taser hadn’t worked, the man following her had just laughed and then his teeth had grown. She was sure he was toying with her.

“You can’t run any more,” he growled, eyes glowing red. The woman, out of options, plunged the spikes of her taser into his chest again and pulled the trigger. At first, the monster seemed to shrug it off. Then his eyes went wide, fading from the red to a much more ordinary blue. His teeth retracted. He convulsed as the electricity pumped into his human body.

On an island, lost in the south Pacific, feral vampires in every form of twisted mutation, ran around in panic. One-by-one, in an east-to-west wave, they exploded into ash.

A malformed tree in the centre of the island spontaneously ignited and inside the spirit of Demetrius was finally freed. He smiled sadly, but accepted the end of his days.

“Well done, grand-daughter,” he said, as he dissolved into the aether.

The four survivors of Japan’s vampire council were gathered around in their cyberpunk nightclub, watching whatever news was coming out of New York in horror. Kano, the young, gifted psychic was there, unusually. He screamed and dropped to his knees.

“I can’t believe she’s done that,” was all he whimpered to himself, as his heartbeat slowly accelerated back to normal human levels.

Three of the four felt their bodies warming, returning to the humanity they’d lost so many years ago. They didn’t notice much, though, because the screams coming from The Evolved drowned out every thought. Her once-again human body was rejecting the mechanical augmentation she’d put herself through. There was no chance to save her now.

In Outer Mongolia, a vampire was running as fast as he could. Dusk was coming and he’d had to abandon his hiding place early.. Suddenly he felt dizzy, tripping and falling. He screamed in terror as the light of the sun shone down on his body but, to his surprise, it just felt warm.

He stood up, blinking in the unaccustomed light. He tried to flex his muscles but no longer had the unlimited strength he was used to. In a moment, he realised. He wasn’t a vampire. The sunlight wouldn’t kill him anymore. Now he just had to get back to civilisation…

Three of Dracula’s brides, imprisoned in the dungeons of his castle, dropped to their knees. The irresistible compulsion to seek out the blood of the living had passed from them. They clutched each other, weeping tears of mixed regret, relief, and horror, as they finally understood their lives were human again.

Across Berlin, Paris, and London, dozens of vampires who had been trying to work out how to live in a world without The Order suddenly felt their supernatural powers fading. A world without The Order had suddenly become a world without vampires.

In the opera house below the blazing goddess, Kamilah, Lily, and Adrien held each other closely, gazing up in horror at the shape of what had once been their friend. Gaius screamed in pain - when they turned to look, the mortal wounds that Rheya had inflicted on him started bleeding again.

Lily realised first.

“I can’t smell his blood,” she said, waving a hand in front of her face, “Why can’t I smell his blood?”

All three of them tried to draw on their senses. The terrific truth dawned on them with awe.

“She didn’t,” Adrien said, quietly, realising that his teeth were now immobile, “Surely, she couldn’t…”

Simultaneously around the world every former vampire heard a psychic scream, the last utterance of the vampire goddess. Bobbi. The last Bloodkeeper.

“I am become Death. The creator of worlds…”

At Rheya’s mansion outside the city, the last example of the tree of blood caught fire, burning into ash. The sap flared like burning oil, evaporating and removing any chance of a vampiric bloodline being reborn.

I gasped as the power withdrew from me. I had felt every moment. Every vampire who had died because they weren’t safe when they lost their abilities, their pain was my pain. Every sensation of rage at becoming human again, I knew. Every feeling of relief, mostly from older vampires who had learned the price of immortality, was a mild balm.

Gravity reasserted its authority over me. It would have been interesting to say that I hadn’t thought of this part. But it would also have been a lie. The small part of the dead goddess that had still been me knew I’d be returning to my human life more than two thousand feet above the ground.

I had accepted it. Even without the mind-perverting influence of the power I had absorbed, I felt I had done the right thing, but that didn’t change the fact that I had just become the most prolific mass-murderer in history.

I hugged myself closely and closed my eyes. I sacrificed an entire city, to save a world. I had made a world where humans and vampires would never threaten each other again. I assumed I would never know if it had been worth the appalling cost.

The sun was rising over New York. Kamilah, Adrien, and Lily blinked owlishly as they stepped out into the eerily silent streets. Drawn by some sense they didn’t understand, all three stumbled through the daylight towards Fifth Avenue.

Lily began to sob uncontrollably as they saw the crater. Just in front of the Empire State Building lay a crumpled heap that no-one would have been able to identify, if they hadn’t instinctively known who it was.

“Why did she do that?” Adrien asked, aghast, “She could have landed before relinquishing the power.”

The thought on all their minds went unspoken - why had she killed so many and then cured the vampires?

“She hated being a vampire,” the voice was Serafine’s, but it sounded hazy, “When she knocked me out, our minds met for a moment…”

Kamilah caught Lily clumsily - she had thrown herself forwards with hatred in her eyes, hands extended to punch the psychic woman who had just arrived on the scene.

“Why would you lie about that, now?” Lily screamed, struggling against Kailah’s grip. Both women were unused to the weakness in their muscles without vampiric blood, “She didn’t hate it, she would have said!”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Lily,” Serafine replied, calmly, although tears were running down her face, “The past three months, she’s loathed herself. Every second of life as a vampire. Every drop of blood she had to drink. Every tale from a vampire elder about how they regretted their elongated lives…”

At that last line, Serafine made eye-contact with Kamilah who trembled. Sadness was writ large on every face.

“She’s been harbouring resentment since the moment she woke in that coffin,” Serafine continued, slowly walking up to the pulverised mass in the street. Her breath caught as she saw the extent of the damage, then she swept off her scarf and covered Bobbi’s remains as best she could, “Her hatred of becoming one of us twisted and perverted Rheya’s goal. She wanted to make a world where humans and vampires wouldn’t threaten each other any more. I guess she managed…”

“Has she killed all the humans?” Adrien asked, his voice croaking, “I can’t hear anything in the city…”

“There’s news coming from outside…” Lily said, robotically looking at her ‘phone, “I think it was just New York… but… she killed every man, woman, and child in the city…”

“Good god,” Adrien sat on the hood of an abandoned taxi, dropping his head into his hands, “What did we create?”

“Why didn’t she tell us she was unhappy?” Kamilah asked, stalking in paces out of habit, “Why didn’t she say that this was hurting her?”

“She… ah…” Serafine suddenly looked nervous and stepped away from Lily again, “She didn’t want to hurt Lily. Since Lily admitted she Turned Bobbi, Bobbi had been lying to her. I saw… painful amounts of sadness and hatred. She couldn’t forgive your Turning her, but she couldn’t admit that because the love she’d once felt meant she couldn’t hurt you either.”

Former vampires were coming out into the sunlight. There had been a few hundred left after Gaius and Rheya’s purges. Lulu had been following Serafine. Kamilah realised just in time and caught the little girl in an awkward hug before she could see the mess in the crater.

Adrien managed to rally some assistance to remove Bobbi. Kamilah reverted to type and began to wrangle the survivors into bands to find all the former vampires left in the city.

Lily and Serafine remained at the crater’s edge, not talking. Instinctively, people left them alone. It was almost midday before Lily finally spoke.

“So…” her voice was firm, despite the tears still flowing down her cheeks, “Bobbi told you all that in the moments she knocked you out?”

Serafine smiled enigmatically.

“Even though she didn’t know that she could absorb Rheya’s power before it happened?” Lily glared at Serafine, accusingly. Serafine chuckled sadly.

“I knew you’d work it out,” she said, running a hand through her hair, “Serafine was the only psychic nearby. She was the only one who could help me. Let her link minds with you? I need to say goodbye.”

Lily gasped as the world blurred into an ethereal mindscape. She looked around and her imagined breath caught when she realised that the projections of Serafine and herself had been joined by a projection of me. Still, she wouldn’t be Lily Spencer if she didn’t have a facetious comment.

“So, is this like Doctor Strange?” she asked, raising an eyebrow, “Astral projecting?”

“Just telepathy,” I said, smiling sadly. I turned to the projection of Serafine, who looked shell-shocked and a little angry, “I’m sorry Serafine. I will be gone soon. I needed to explain why I did it…”

“What did you do?” Lily asked, drawing back a little, “We’re trying to look, but there don’t seem to be any humans left…”

“I…” I closed my eyes. Admitting this to myself had been easier than admitting it to the woman I’d once loved, “The whole city… I needed the power to make sure there was never a chance of vampires coming back… I know I’ve become a monster. Everything we were fighting against. But I wanted to make sure you could all have true lives, lives you deserve.”

“Why did you get to make that decision for me?” Lily snapped.

“The same reason you made the decision to Turn me and start all this in motion,” I said, and quickly continued before she could bring up her perfectly valid objection, “The same reason that I asked Adrien to Turn you last year. Because I love you.”

“Don’t tell me you committed genocide because you love me,” Lily recoiled, in horror, “You do realise that’s not a good thing, right?”

“I know. But, for a moment, I knew everything any vampire knew,” I closed my ethereal eyes, but could still sense every molecule of Lily’s astral projection, “All the older ones were unhappy. Eternal life is not a gift. The powers you all had were not repayment enough for the suffering you would eventually experience. Just ask Kamilah. She told me once, how only the memories she made while she was a human felt truly hers. I wanted to give that back to her. I didn’t want you to suffer the way she did. The way Takeshi did. The way even Gaius did.”

“I loved being a vampire,” Lily groused, but there was a tone to her voice, a sensation of understanding, “You killed children to take it away.”

“Lily, if there had been any other way, I would have done it,” I admitted, honestly. I realised that I was being one-hundred per cent truthful, “When I was a vampire I couldn’t love you anymore. Why do you think we never made love? I didn’t sleep with anyone else either. But, when the tree burned, and I became human again… I could feel the love. I wish we could have had more time. But I need to let Serafine have her body back.”

Finally, Lily stepped towards me. We reached out and held hands for the last time.

“You have the chance for a normal life now,” I said, feeling phantom tears stream down my face, “You, Kamilah, Serafine you could all have children if you wanted. Adrien can eventually rejoin his family.”

“Without condoning, or condemning, I understand,” Lily quoted to me, reaching up and brushing the tears away, although they were streaming down her face now, “I will miss you, Bobbi. I love you, even now…”

“Please, promise me…” I choked on the words, knowing this would be the last time I ever spoke to Lily in this life, “Take my ashes and spread them in Greece. Go to those beautiful ruins, see them in daylight. I wanted nothing more than to go back there with you one day.”

“I promise,” she said. I felt a lightness in my heart, although it would never efface the guilt I deservedly felt.

“I love you, Lily.” I said, leaning forwards to kiss her. Then my soul dissipated as I truly died.

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Mamma Mia

Atomic Blonde

Filth

Regression

Colonia

El círculo

Beauty and the Beast

Trance

Victor Frankenstein

Atonement

Starter for 10

Becoming Jane

The Conspirator

The Last King of Scotland

X-Men.

Glass

The Last Station

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Big Fish

La desaparición de Eleanor Rigby

Submergence

Thor

The Avengers

Intensamente

Las ventajas de ser invisible

IT.

Inception

Harry Potter.

At eternity's gate

Catch me if you can

Her

Pulp Fiction

Xavier Dolan

Memorias de una Geisha

Ready player one

Battle angel

Taxi Driver

El doble

Shutter island

Cube

My week with Marilyn

Noé

Ballet shoes

El diablo viste a la moda

Cazafantasmas

Les miserables

Lady Bird

The Truman Show

Irene, yo y mi otro yo

Call me by your name

The Favorite

La la land

La chica del tren

Jolene

Winter's war

Tomb Raider

Ex machina

El código Da Vinci

Ángeles y demonios

Mean Girls

Mulan

Coraline

Mujer Bonita

E.T.

Crimson Peak.

Extraordinario.

Las de Marvel que faltan

The Room

A quiet place

Blade Runner

Animales Nocturnos

Animales Fantásticos

La Propuesta

A star is born

Begin again

Anon.

From Russia with Love

Goldfinger

Thunderball

You Only Live Twice

On Her Majesty's Secret Service

Diamonds Are Forever

The Man with the Golden Gun

For Your Eyes Only

Octopussy

Never Say Never Again

A View to a Kill

The Living Daylights

GoldenEye

Tomorrow Never Dies

The World is not Enough

Die Other Day

Casino Royale

Quantum of Solace

Dawn of the Dead

Blade II

RED

The Dark Knight Rises

Kick-Ass 2

Die Hard

Scarface

From Dusk till Dawn

Face/Off

No Escape

Impostor

Death Race 2

Jobs

Les Quatre Cents Coups

The Wolf of Wall Street

The Murder of Princess Diana

The Diving Bell and the Butterfly

Fight Club

My Sister's Keeper

Ida

Loreak

Sowon

Gran Torino

All About Eve

The Nun's Story

The Sunset Limited

A Clockwork Orange

Kingsman.

Batman: Under the Red Hood

Lords of Dogtown

Unbroken

Ip Man

Million Dollar Baby

Concussion

The Great Gatsby

Lilting

Birdman

The Theory of Everything

War and Peace

Collateral Beauty

The Children's Hours

Moulin Rouge!

Dolls

The Bridges of Madison County

As Good as It Gets

Me Before You

Before Sunrise

Before Midnight

Carol

The Reader

Like Crazy

New York, I Love You

Anna Karenina

Pride & Prejudice

Bridget Jones's Diary

How to Marry a Millionaire

Bus Stop

The Prince and the Showgirl

Ladies of the Chorus

Roman Holiday

Prendimi l'Anima

The Young Victoria

Sabrina

Ed Wood

My Life Without Me

A Woman of Paris

Metropolis

The Nightmare Before Christmas

Fantasia 2000

Punisher: War Zone

Robin and Marian

The Unforgiven

Green Mansions

Live and Let Die

Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery

The Rocky Horror Picture Show

To the Bone

T2 Trainspotting

La Grande Bellezza

Men, Women & Children

Lost in Translation

Ghost World

Before Sunset

Evil Dead

Army of Darkness

After Earth

Hulk

Get Smart

Raiders of the Lost Ark

The Dark Crystal

Labyrinth

300

Mononoke Hime

Edge of Tomorrow

Death Race 2050

L'Écume des Jours

Paris When It Sizzles

The Seven Year Itch

Down with Love

Monkey Business

Dead Alive

Monty Python's Life of Brian

Vertigo

They All Laughed

Love Among Thieves

Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

Let's Make Love

Funny Face

On the Town

The Sky's the Limit

A Damsel in Distress

Shall We Dance

There's No Business Like Show Business

It's Always Fair Weather

My Fair Lady

Don't Bother to Knock

Monte Carlo Baby

Las Dos Caras de la Verdad

Ciudad en Tinieblas

El Bebé de Rose Mary

The Chuck Net Atrapado Sin Salida

El Experimento

Holy Motors

Mindscape

Twin Peaks Fire Walk With Me

Antichrist

Bottom of the Worlds

High Rise

Southland Tales

Magnolia

Tinker Taylor Soldier Spy

Inherent Vice

The Lobster

The Number 23

They Look Like People

Upstream Color

Twelve Monkeys

Minority Report

Los Cromocrímenes

Predestination

About time

Blue Velvet

Pi: Faith in Chaos

The Box

Identity

The Life of David Gale

The Gift

Lovesong

Miss Sloane

The Meyerowitz Stories

The Big Sick

Efectos Secundarios

The Notebook

The Odd Life of Timothy Green

The Little Mermaid

Manchester By the Sea

Silence

Moonlight

Hunt for the Wilderpeople

Snowpiercer

Star Trek Beyond

Moonrise Kingdom

No Country for Old Men

The Exorcist

The Darjeeling Limited

House of Sand and Fog

Napoleon Dynamite

The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus

Armores Perros

La Dictadura Perfecta

Frida

El Crimen del Padre Amado

El Estudiante

Cilantro y Perejil

Perfume de Violetas

Arráncame la Vida

Como Agua para Chocolate

Solo Con tu Pareja

El Callejón de los Milagros

Rojo Amanecer

La Ley de Herodes

Un Monstruo de Mil Cabezas

Las Horas Contigo

Maquinaria Paramericana

Ella es Ramona

El Jeremias

Sopladora de Hojas

Los Insólitos Peces Gatos

Guten Tag, Ramon

El Infierno

Mientras el Lobo No Está

Sexo, Pudor y Lágrimas

Miss Bala

Cronos

Después de Lucía

Qué Culpa Tiene el Niño

Nosotros los Nobles

La Jaula de Oro

Y tu Mamá También

Canoa

Amar te Duele

Toki Wo Kakeru Shoujo

Transformers

Harry Potter

Old Yeller

Legally Blonde

Miller's Crossing

Faustrecht der Freiheit

It's Called Murder, Baby

Heathers

The Love Witch

Southside With You

Pink Flamingos

Hr's Just Not That Into You

Windstruck

What's Your Number?

There's Something About Mary

When Harry Met Sally

Forgettin Sarah Marshall

Say Anything

Pretty Woman

Not Another Teen Movie

Kate & Leopold

Sleepless in Seattle

Pretty in Pink

Serendipity

Four Weddings And A Funeral

50 First Dates

Bridget Jones' Diary

Something's Gotta Give

Pánico Antes del Amanecer

Cumpleaños Mortal

Viernes 13

La Quema

The Slumber Party Massacre

Campamento Sangriento

Curtains

Siete Mujeres Atrapadas

The House On Sorority Row

Detrás de la Máscara

April Fool's Day

Lovecraft

Bubba Ho-Tep

Thor Ragnarok

Lo Que Hacemos en las Sombras

Zombies Party

La Noche de los Muertos Vivientes

El Regreso de los Muertos Vivientes

Army of Darkness

Pasion Infernal

Terroríficamente muertos

El Baile de los Vampiros

Braindead

Creepshow

El Jovencito Frankeinstein

Gremlins

Un Hombre Lobo Americano en Londres

The Edge Of Seventeen

Murder of Cats

The Book of Love

Atomic Falafel

Buddies

Tiempos felices

Illegal

Nise: El Corazón de la Locura

Kill Command

The Blind Side

The Fundamentals of Caring

The Danish Girl

Miss You Already

Fantastic Beasts the Crimes of Grindelwald

Side Effects

Requiem for a Dream

Constantine

The Island

The Box

The Tall Man

Oblivion

Gods of Egypt

Twilight Zone

Dusk Dawn

Jeepers Creepers

The Descent

30 Days of Night

The Midnight Meat Train

VHS

Minority Report

Terminator

Avatar

Midnight Sun

The Book of Henry

Lady Bird

Truth or Dare

Adrift

Stronger

Every Day

A Nightmire on Elm Street

REC

Monsters

American Mary

Found

The Witches

Let Me In

Let the Right One In

Oculus

Insidious 4: The Last Key

Trainspotting

Night of the Living Dead

Life of Brian

Drive

Snatch

Blade Runner

Scarface

Lord of the Rings

Ben - Hur

Cantinflas

Tin tan

Pedro Infante

Gone With the Wind

Indiana Jones

Salon Kitty

The Wild Bunch

Harold and Maude

The Warriors

The Long Goodbye

Deep End

Coonskin

The Bestia in Calore

La Cage aux Folles

Badlands

The Brood

1941

Eraserhead

Labyrinth

Legend

The Sound of Music

Repo! The Genetic Opera

Enemy Mine

Cannibal Holocaust

The Evil Dead

Lola Montes

King Kong

Rock and Roll High School

Blood In Blood Out

Easy Rider

Heavy Metal

Pink Floyd The Wall

Wicker Park

Lars and the Real Girl

The Cable Guy

Sophie's Choice

Brokeback Mountain

A Wrinkle in Time

Scream

Presagio

Señales

Titanes del pacífico

Clint Eastwood

Dirty Harry

Chappie

The Greatest Showman

Safe Heaven

Across the Universe

Thirteen

Perfect Sense

A Life Less Ordinary

Shallow Grave

No Reservations

The Holiday

Ali G in da House

The Reader

The Dressmaker

Brigsby Bear

Cast Away

Romeo + Juliet

What's Eating Gilberte Grape?

Body of Lies

Little Nemo Adventures in Slumberland

Apt Pupil

Stand by Me

Shawshank Redemption

Excalibur

Hearts Beat Loud

Velvet Buzzsaw

Nightcrawler

Chungking Express

Twin Peaks

Throne of Blood

Harakiri

2046

Tokyo Story

F for Fake

Allegrophobia

Lost in Translation

Hereditary

Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me

Rear Window

West Side Story

Manhattan

David Lynch Cooking Quinoa

Ikiru

Midnight Cowboy

Bonnie and Clyde

The Straight Story

Annie Hall

The Great Dictator

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

Y tu Mamá También

Paddington

Paddington 2

Birdman

Autumn Sonata

To Kill a Mockingbird

Barry Lyndon

It's a Wonderful Life

The Wrestler

The Florida Project

Rashomon

It's Such a Beautiful Day

Paths of Glory

Kung Fury

Boogie Nights

Gone with the Wind

The Prestige

Shaun of the Dead

The World's End

In the Mood for Love

Handmaiden

Intolerance

El Bola

Celda 211

El Olivo

Las 13 Rosas

Blue Valentine

Closer

Like Crazy

(500) Days of Summer

Le Mépris

Match Point

Ruby Sparks

Once

Revolutionary Road

Happy Together

Sleepy Hollow

Vampyr

Black Sunday

The Hunger

The Haunting

Rebecca

Crimson Peak

The Crow

Pan's Labyrinth

Bram Stoker's Dracula

Drácula

Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

A Cure for Wellness

Horror of Dracula

The Bride

La Novia

Flavors of Youth

Dead Poet's Society

Mary and Max

Dear Zachary: a Letter to a Son about His Father

Big Fish & Begonia

20th Century Women

The Villainess

Touch of Evil

Christine

Zero Dark Thirty

The Stranger

Hannibal

El Autor

Short Term 12

Grave of the Fireflies

Cinema Paradiso

My Girl

A Ghost Story

Hasta el viento tiene miedo

El libro de piedra

Veneno para hadas

Pearl Harbor

Infierno azul

Guerra de Novias

El Bar Coyote

Needful Things

Sense & Sensibility

El Diario de Carlota

Batman vs Superman

Black Panther

Dredd

Scream

Valentine

Camino hacia el terror

Sé lo que hicieron el verano pasado

Joy Ride

Jeepers Creepers

La reunión del diablo

Viernes 13

Another Earth

A Quiet Place

Mississippi en llamas

The breakfast club

The revenant

birdman

sing street *

frida

roma

catch me if you can

dead poets society

the age of adaline

changeling

brooklyn

good will hunting

artificial intelligence

paranoia

to the bone

the danish girl

90 minutes in heaven

while you were sleeping

james and the giant peach

Crimson peak

pretty woman

summer days with coo

the breadwinner

summer wars

the gift

cargo

julie & julia

spirit

8 mile

raw

okja

schindler's list

blue valentine

the hateful eight

the untouchables

old boy

ghost in the shell

sophie's choice

ip man 2

frances ha

the tree of life

amanda knox

hail, caesar!

Janis: little girl blue

my beautiful broken brain

noah

the badadook

origin: spirits of the past

project almanac

the thing

bird box

death note

death note ii

1922

death note: light up the new world

pandora

american gangster

the nightmare

pasión por las letras

le dîner de cons

la grande vadrouille

la traversée de paris

le fabuleux destin d'Amelie Poulain

El secreto de Adeline

La boda de mi mejor amigo

Loco por ella

Quédate a mi lado

The mexican

A él no le gustas tanto

El regalo

Lo imposible

Con derecho a roce

Mi segunda vez

Canta!

El examen

El número 23

The game

Clown house

Km3!

Macario

Once upon a time in Mexico

Wes Creaven's New Nightmare

Don't look now

Eyes without a face

Como si fuera la primera vez

El diario de Biridget Jones

500 días con ella

Juno

El descanso

Virgen a los 40

Eterno resplandor de una mente sin recuerdos

Realmente amor

Ligeramente embarazada

¿Cómo sobrevivir a un ex?

Mensajero del futuro

El imperio del fuego

El libro de Emo

Oblivion: el tiempo del olvido

La última esperanza

Escape de NY

El expresó del miedo

Soy leyenda

El último camino

Cuando el destino nos alcance

Sunset boulevard

North by northwest

The artist

The good the bad and the ugly

Highlander

Hair

The Maltese falcon

The road

Independence day

Armageddon

28 dias después

Hijos de los hombres

La guerra de los mundos

Stake land

Take shelter

Snowpiercer

2012

Supersalidos

American Pie

Rumores y mentiras

Todo en un día

Chicas malas

El club de los cinco

El exorcista

El descenso

The babadook

La matanza de Texas

La cosa

Martyrs

Rec 2

El conjuro 2

Pulse

Evil dead

Voice from the stone

Clinical

Dig two graves

Kidnap

Black butterfly

Grey Lady

Dans la maison

Memories of a murder

Incendies

The prestige

Gone baby gone

El secreto de sus ojos

Mystic River

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