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The New Allison – A Teen Wolf Story

April 16, 2021

(I just started watching Teen Wolf in the last month or so and am only a few episodes into the first season. When my friend Glitter challenged me to write something on the show, I suddenly thought what if things in the first episode had gone differently.)

“I can’t believe I let you two take me out into the woods,” Allison said. “I barely know you and I fell for the ‘Want to see a dead body?’ line. My dad is going to kill me if he finds out.”

“He didn’t find out,” Scott said. “Everything is going to be alright, Allison.”

“Yeah,” Styles said. “We’ve got your back.”

The three of them were on there way to Allison’s house, walking her home after an impromptu journey into the woods to see what Styles’ sheriff father had been attending to. It had seemed morbid to Allison but she only had a few friends so far as the new girl and she thought it might be kind of thrilling. When Scott had asked her, she had reluctantly said yes.

“Are you OK?” Scott asked with concern in those big brown eyes of his. It was hard for Allison to stay mad at him. He was a nice guy and most of this was really Styles’ fault anyway.

“Something big bit me really hard,” Allison said, touching her right shoulder gingerly. “I didn’t get a greatest look at what did it but I guess I survived.”

“Something bit you?” Styles asked a little doubtfully. “You don’t seem to be in too much pain.” They had not yet reached the streetlights so it was hard to see.

Allison shot him an annoyed glance. “It’s already healed which is also totally weird,” she said. “You can still see the holes in my sweatshirt and all of the blood. See?”

“If Allison says that she got attacked by some animal, then she got attacked,” Scott said. “Those are some nasty holes and a lot of blood.” His eyes were wide and worried as he looked at the blood soaked into the fabric even in the low light.

Allison ripped the holes in the shoulder of her sweatshirt open a little wider before she thought about what she was doing. “But there’s no wound,” she said “It’s like it never happened.” They saw her undamaged and pristine skin before she blushed and tried to pull the shoulder of her sweatshirt back up without much success.

“What was it?” Styles asked, fully on board now. He even seemed a bit too excited about the whole thing. “What could be out here that would make a wound that size?”

“I think it was a wolf,” Allison said. “It had dark brown fur and it was really fast.”

“Well, actually,” Scott said with an air of authority. “There haven’t been wolves in this area for a long time.”

Stiles rolled his eyes. “Scott works for the local vet,” he said. “I guess it makes him pretty knowledgeable about animals.”

“I still think it was a wolf,” Allison said pointedly. “I went with dad on a few hunting trips even though I never really had the heart to shoot anything myself. It looked like a wolf but on two feet.”

“Like a werewolf?” Stiles asked with a slight smile on his face and a twinkle in his eyes.

Scott and Allison each punched Stiles in the shoulder, a synchronicity that was immediately funny to both of them. “Be serious, Stiles,” Scott said. “This isn’t the movies. This is real life.”

“Sorry,” Styles said. “You’re right. This is serious.” He rubbed the shoulder where Allison had punched him. She had hit surprisingly hard.

“We have to figure this out,” Allison said. “I feel kind of off like I’m feverish and something is building inside of me. I don’t want to go to the doctor if it’s going to get all of us in trouble but I might have to.” She looked absolutely worried. She had snuck out of the house and if she ended up in the hospital, she would be grounded for life.

“I might have an explanation,” Derek Hale said as he stepped from behind a tree, startling all three teens.

“How long have you been there?” Allison nearly yelled but managed to keep her voice down. “Nevermind, who are you?”

“That’s Derek Hale,” Scott said. “He’s kind of a town mystery.”

“And I’m also a werewolf,” Derek said.

“I told you!” Styles yelled, earning him a glare from Derek.

“We need to talk,” Derek said.

Longing to Avenge – An Avengers What If Story

April 14, 2021

The slightest change in a moment can alter history forever. These changes create infinite timelines and in one of those timelines, the Red Skull succeeded in eliminating his nemesis, Steve Rogers aka the first Captain America. The Invaders struggled against the Red Skull until they rescued a young Erik Lehnsherr as his magnetic powers were awakened. He joined the Allies as their secret weapon known as Magneto. Luckily, Dr. Abraham Erskine had not died and was able to continue to develop the Super Soldier Serum which led to a dynasty of government-sponsored Captain Americas. However, a later attack by forces led by Baron Zemo and the second Red Skull made the USA into a prolonged battleground.

The US government joined forces with scientists Arno Stark, Darren Cross, Reed Richards, and an AI-generated copy of Hank Pym. Along with Magneto and a team of powerful mutants, the US turned the tide and expelled Hydra from their borders. They then were able to use that collective genius to turn the United States into an authoritarian state with the excuse that it would protect its citizens from further Hydra incursions. However, there were of course those who rebelled against the US Government’s strict laws. They suffered greatly but they would be avenged.

“Are you sure that we’re safe down here?” Jessica Jones asked. “It would be a shame to set up a base in the stink of the sewers and then get caught.”

“My dear Captain,” Otto Octavius said with a charming smile. “I assure you that even the Vision could not detect us down here. As for the smell, my drones are even now installing air purifiers which should eventually remove the smell and make breathing a healthier endeavor.”

Jessica hung her shield on the wall. She and her friend Patsy had signed up for the Super Soldier program out of the Army but Patsy had not survived. When Jessica became the latest Captain America, her eyes were opened to what America had become and she had defected. She had quickly been replaced but the Resistance welcomed her with open arms.

“Relax, Jessica,” Bill Foster said. “If Otto says it’s safe, it’s safe.”

“I have put together the finest technology outside of the government for our use,” Otto said. “Besides my brilliance, I used the files of the deceased Anthony Stark and Justin Hammer, the assistance of the enigmatic Tinkerer, and even Norman Osborn.”

A soft red glow filled the room and then receded. “Of course, you had my help as well,” Wanda Maximoff said softly.

“I would never downplay the efforts of the Sorceress Supreme,” Otto said. “Wanda, you are as radiant as ever.”

“Cool it, will you?” Eric Masterson said. “It’s kind of creepy when you flirt.”

“Shall we not begin the meeting?” Wanda asked.

“We’re not all here,” Bill said. “We can’t have a full meeting without our whole team.”

“Monica, Shang-Chi, Luke, and Dane are on a mission,” Jessica said. She took off her mask and shook out her hair. “This will have to do. Thank you for coming.”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Eric Masterson said with a smile. “I owe you guys.”

Jessica smiled and shook her head but then looked deadly serious. “I know that we’ve suffered losses recently. Bruce, Delroy, and Thor will be missed and they will be avenged and honored when our mission succeeds. Now, Bill, you asked for this meeting. Tell us what’s on your mind. The floor is yours.”

“My reasons are two-fold,” Bill said. “I wanted to formally welcome Eric to the team and do a quick status update. Eric, you now possess Mjolnir and the power of Thor.”

“For now,” Eric said as he hefted Mjolnir with ease. “I have to believe that Thor will be coming back for it. Gods don’t really die, do they?”

“Maybe not,” Jessica said, cutting off Otto who she sensed was going to launch into a lecture. “but for now we need you to step up and be one of our heavy hitters.”

“I’ll do my best,” Eric said with a solemn nod. “If it weren’t for Thor and your team, I would be dead and you have a noble cause. I’m in.”

“Great,” Bill said. “Of course, we have the real Captain America, Captain Marvel, Powerman, the Scarlet Witch, and a lot more to back you up. I can even go with the help of some Pym particles in a pinch.”

“We need you more because of your former partnership with Pym,” Jessica said. “You have insight into how he might think.”

“That’s not Hank,” Bill said gruffly. “but I take your meaning. I wish I had unplugged that faker before they installed him into the Vision.”

“We all do,” Jessica said. “We’ll get our chance. We’ll return to the land of the free and we’ll make them pay for the hurt they’ve caused.”

The Jester Rises – A Harley Quinn Elseworlds Story

April 12, 2021

Harleen Quinzel was fuming as she walked through the streets. She had never been rejected so harshly and so abruptly. She had gotten through school with flying colors and gotten her license to practice but she was too young to start her own practice and nobody was hiring. She had been desperate so she applied and was then hired by Arkham Asylum to be a staff psychiatrist. It was pretty rough. Some patients were nice but a lot of them were creepy or violent and totally obsessed with Batman. The work was definitely interesting but not very rewarding. Most of the patients had no interest in their treatment.

One inmate had started to draw her attention. She heard so many rumors and whispers about him that she could not help but be curious. He was a frequent guest in Arkham and he was back yet again. When she was assigned to do a series of interviews with him, she had gotten nauseous with fear. She swallowed it all down, put on her best professional demeanor and then stepped in to try therapy with The Joker.

Much to her surprise, it was not as bad as she expected. She knew Joker was playing with her but he was charismatic and interesting and engaged in her questions even if he rarely gave a straight answer. She even caught herself laughing at some of his sick jokes. She started looking forward to their sessions and made excuses to visit him more often. She started thinking about him at home, on the way to work, on the way home to work, and then all the time.

She finally broke down and turned off the security cameras and confessed her love to Joker. She told him that she could help him escape and that they could be together on the outside. He told her no. He told her that he was not interested in a groupie and that there was no way that she would understand his genius. He ratted her out to the administration and Harley had been summarily fired and sent home. She had never been so angry. She had been a fool.

If Joker was not going to be her partner, then she would beat him at his own game. She tested out her own clown makeup and had sewn her own costume. She borrowed some engineering books from the library to create her own gadgets. Not returning those books would be her first crime. Joker had made her feel like a fool so that is what she would be. Gotham would learn to fear The Jester. That would really piss him off. She had to figure out how to get on the news as fast as possible.

She briefly considered tracking down Catwoman for a team-up. She thought that another woman might be sympathetic to her plight and Catwoman was a total pro. Still, she was too stealthy for the splash that Harleen wanted to make. She thought of Poison Ivy but she knew her file and knew that she was more of an ecoterrorist which had no overlap with the Jester’s goals. Maybe sometime in the future. She seemed really smart and cool.

She also considered knocking on Aaron Helzinger’s door. The big guy, also known as Amygdala, would be an absolute powerhouse to team up with. She had built a rapport with him while treating him in the Asylum. However, he was completely unstable and tended to go on rage-filled rampages so he was not very dependable. Also, she would feel pretty guilty about recruiting him. She had adjusted his medication and returned him to enough normalcy to be released to a halfway house to see if he could be released outright. There was no need to bother the big lug.

That left her on her own until she had enough street cred to bring on henchmen. She was pretty sure that was how it worked. She geared up, carefully applied her makeup, and grabbed her gear. She broke into a car and drove it toward Gotham’s First National Bank. She gunned the car to top speed and drove it up the stone steps and through the front façade of the building. She climbed out of the car and shot the first guard with her boxing glove gun. She slapped the other guard with a hand buzzer that knocked him out.

Somebody in the crowd yelled out. “Who are you!?”

Harleen gave her best smile, eyes wide, posing for pictures. “You can call me The Jester.”

The Green Tunic Squad – A Legend of Zelda Game Idea

April 8, 2021

The idea of this game is obviously inspired by the 3D Legend of Zelda games. It would be a spinoff game because it would not star Link or Zelda. It would be set after yet another victory by the Hero of Time, Link. It would follow a group of young people who are inspired by Link who are sucked into their own heroic quest.

The mechanics would be a little different since you would be playing as three characters instead of one. You would be able to switch between characters at will and each would have their own specialty. In dungeons, you could split the team up to accomplish goals and to complete puzzles.

The Heroes:

Arim – A stocky boy who is the team’s main fighter. He is the one strong enough to carry a sword and shield like their hero. He also is responsible for wielding any items that have to do with strength like the hammer, the titan’s mitt, and the shovel. At some point, Arim would start to get skills based on Gorons like a shield bash and a rolling attack. He is a farmer from the plains of Hyrule.

Icia – A scholarly tall girl who is team’s magic expert. She wields a magical staff that starts with a glittery firework attack but she later would get the fire rod, the ice rod, the lens of truth, and the pegasus boots. She would be the one to obtain the Zora flippers which would give her Zora powers like swimming and sliding. She is the daughter of the Kariko Village librarian and a major bookworm.

Mozi – A tiny young girl who is the team’s specialist at long range. She starts with the bow and arrow and is good at striking from stealth. Later on she would also get gadgets like the boomerang, the hookshot, and bombs. She would eventually start to get skills based off of the Deku like a ghillie suit and a gliding cape. She is an orphan who lives among the Deku in the forest.

The three would start separately but would be drawn together to quest to stop the ressurection of Ganon. Hyrule has just been through so miuch and the Hero of Time is nowhere to be found (again!). Nobody will listen to them so they have to do it themselves. The three of them bond as a team and grow closer and stronger together.

I am drawing on games like the Dark Cloud franchise, Genshin Impact, and The Lost Vikings.

For Queen and Country – A 007 Story

April 7, 2021

Bailey Corbin entered the hotel room and tried to turn on the light switch but nothing happened. She guessed that the light bulbs had been taken out, a guess that was proven right when she passed by a small collection of bulbs. There was also a half-empty bottle of gin which was not a good sign especially coupled with an empty bottle lying down next to it like a fallen soldier. She looked around and thankfully there was only one person in the bed and it was the person she suspected would be there. She made her way in that direction, carefully avoiding clothes lying on the ground.

She thought about reaching out to wake the man but thought better of it and kicked the bed instead. When nothing happened, she kicked the bed harder. The man roused and was immediately aiming a gun at Bailey. She slowly put her hands up but did not look happy about it. The man had bloodshot eyes but he still looked steady as a rock.

“Who the hell are you?” James Bond asked as he stared at Bailey. “Better be quick, I know I didn’t invite a girl back here.”

“I’m not a girl, 007,” Bailey said. “I’m 23. Are you going to put on a shirt?”

“It depends,” Bond said. “You still haven’t said who you are although I have an inkling since you know my call sign.”

“I’m 008,” Bailey said. “Corbin. Bailey Corbin. The home office sent me here for you.”

“How did the home office find me?” Bond asked. “I thought I covered my tracks pretty well.”

Bailey smirked. “You have Q to thank for that,” she said. “tiny tracking chip, I’m told. Several of them, actually. Seems you have a history of slipping away.”

Bond climbed out of the bed and set his gun on the bedside table. Instead of putting a shirt on right away, he headed for the gin bottle and poured himself a glass. He looked back over his shoulder to see Bailey’s reaction.

“I ran out of vodka and lillet so I can’t offer you a martini but I can offer you some gin,” Bond said. “Fancy a drink?” He gave her an attempt at a sexy smile and it was pretty good but all wrong.

“That’s really sad, 007,” Bailey said. “and no I’m not having a drink right now. I’m on the job.”

“That never stopped me,” Bond said.

“That explains a lot,” Bailey said. “Aren’t you even going to ask why I’m here?”

Bond shrugged. “I’m sure you’re here to bring me back home,” Bond said. “or at least you’ll try.”

“I’m interested that you call it home,” Bailey said. “You haven’t remained in country for more than a few days for years. I’m not even sure you still maintain a residence in England after your homestead was destroyed.”

Bond turned to face her and narrowed his eyes. “I’ll thank you to not to mention such things,” he said. “What residence I do or don’t keep is none of your business and none of M’s business.”

Bailey nodded. “You’re right,” she said. “I apologize. That was going too far. I’m not here to bring you back, though. I’m here because of Marakesh.”

Bond did bend down to pick up a shirt at this point and slipped it on. “Marakesh was fine,” he said. “The job got done.”

“It was a mess,” Bailey said. “At least, that’s what they told me. They don’t want that to happen to you. You’re getting on in years and they sent me to work with you.”

Bond shot her a look, grabbing his glass of gin again. “I work alone,” he said bitterly. “I’ve always worked alone.”

“And that wasn’t a problem until recently,” Bailey said. “Look, I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be hitched to an old man near the end of his career even if you are a legend.”

“I’m not an old man,” Bond said. “I’m only…. oh Hell.” He rubbed his eyes.

“You’re seventy,” Bailey said. “Most agents have retired by then. You’ve had three Ms. If you’re going to stay on, apparently you get me.”

“I don’t want a babysitter,” Bond said.

“I’m not a babysitter,” Bailey said. “I’m your partner. Deal with. We have work to do.”

The Doctor in the Sky – A Doctor Who Story

April 5, 2021

Shane followed close behind The Doctor, both of them moving as quietly as they could. He did not recognize the strange alien architecture around them but that was becoming all too familiar traveling with the Doctor. The Doctor was a strange woman but she was fascinating and exciting even though Shane knew that she was dangerous. The red-haired stranger had shown up in the midst of what turned out to be a time distortion. Shane had been with her since.

“Doctor,” Shane said. “Where are we? Also, when are we?”

The Doctor turned smiling with a mixture of pride and amusement. “Well done, Shane,” she said. “You’re learning. Please do keep your voice down as this ship is full of creatures who can be quiet hostiles and in this period of history, they are far too interested in human beings.”

“Ship?” Shane asked, being careful to keep his voice down. “We’re on a ship?”

“Yes,” the Doctor said patiently. “We’re on a Diluvian ship in the year 1978, somewhere over Snowflake, Arizona.”

“Why are we here?” Shane asked. “I mean if it’s so dangerous.” He was getting used to things being dangerous when The Doctor was around but there was always a purpose. Somebody or something was usually threatening the events of history. Sometimes it was just outright killing that attracted The Doctor’s compassion. The Doctor always set things right or at least tried to the best of her ability. It was part of why Shane had decided to stick around. He also wanted to help people.

“I realized that I had to close a bit of a time loop I started,” The Doctor said. “Also, I suppose you could call this a rescue mission if you will.”

“A rescue mission?” Shane asked. “Who would be up here in an alien craft in the late seventies? I thought most people who said they got abducted by aliens were crackpots.”

“Well, you’re mostly right,” The Doctor said. “A lot of abduction stories come from people under the influence of some drug, hallucinations otherwise caused by physical injury or sickness, or a particularly lucid dream. Yet more of them are just making up stories for attention. There are a small percentage who are telling the truth. Most abductions don’t end well.”

“Aliens are really going around killing people?” Shane asked. “Why?”

“Loads of reasons,” The Doctor said. “For food, for profit, for sport, and so on. There are too many reasons and all of them are selfish and wrong.”

“No arguments here,” Shane said. “Lucky I ran into the nice alien.”

The Doctor smiled and patted Shane’s shoulder. “Thanks, Shane,” she said. “but there are plenty of nice aliens out there. Most of them have never even heard of Earth, though. Just your planet’s bad luck, I think.”

“So we’re here to rescue some unlucky bloke?” Shane asked.

“Yes,” The Doctor said as they resumed creeping through the ship. “I don’t suppose we’ll get any credit for it but that’s probably for the best. The fewer humans who know about me, the better.”

“I still think you’d be a bloody hero for all you’ve done,” Shane said.

“I never set out to be a hero,” The Doctor said. “I just can’t stand by and not help.”

Shane smiled. “That’s a hero in my book,” he said. “Wait, are the Men in Black real?”

“Pretty sure they are,” The Doctor said. “I was one once.”

Shane nearly yelled in response but managed to keep himself under control. “Did you wipe anybody’s memory?”

“They only do that in the movies,” The Doctor said. “Those devices do exist but UNIT and their contemporaries wouldn’t be so cruel.”

“I have a lot to learn,” Shane said.

They entered into a chamber with a man lying on a table. The Doctor and Shane rushed to his side and The Doctor moved to use her sonic screwdriver to release the man’s restraints as Shane shook him awake.

“What’s going on?” the man weakly asked.

“We’re here to help,” Shane said. “Can you tell us your name?”

“Travis,” the man said groggily. “Travis Walton.”

“Let’s get you out of here, Travis,” The Doctor said and they helped him to his feet.

Cassidy Earp – A Wynonna Earp Story

April 3, 2021

The town of Purgatory had seen better days. Hell, America all over was having a hard time. The stock market crash of 1929 had thrown the economy into a tailspin. The economic downturn was hard on everyone. On top of that, the Ghost River Triangle where Purgatory was, had suffered from the dust bowl. The drought had caused wide-spread problems with farming. Middle America was literally choking on the dust of its farmlands. On Wyatt Farm, things were no different and Cassidy Earp did not know what they were going to do.

Money was tight and her no-good husband had run off and left her there with her twin sons, Wayne and William. She was barely holding it together and that damn gun her father had given her was starting to light up. She remembered that this was a bad sign. As nervous as it made her, she had taken to wearing it around the farm as they tried to eke out a meager living.

Wayne threw down his shovel all of a sudden. “Damn it!” he said. “Mother, I just can’t see why we can’t move on from here. The farm is a lost cause.”

“Calm down, Wayne,” William said. “You can’t talk to our mother like that.”

“It’s alright, Will,” Cassidy said. “I know this is frustrating. The truth is, we can’t leave.”

“Why not?” Wayne asked, his brow furrowing.

“An Earp must always live in Purgatory,” Cassidy said. “I’ve been waiting for the right time to explain this to you boys but it may as well be now. Our family has been haunted ever since our ancestor Wyatt Earp came to this place. Our curse has to do with this gun.” She held up the revolver she had inherited. “This belonged to Wyatt and he killed 77 bad men with it. He was cursed and those dead men and women became demons and are stuck here in the Ghost River Triangle. Legend has it that our family has to put those bad people back in the ground. A Wyatt must wait here to make that happen.”

The boys were quiet, both looking at her incredulously. Had their mother gone insane? Surely the loss of their father and their economic misfortune had driven her over the edge.

“Mother,” William started. “Are you feeling unwell? Can we get you to bed?”

“Or to a doctor,” Wayne said. “This is crazy.”

“I swear to you that it’s the truth,” Cassidy said. “At least, that’s how my father told it to me. I never saw it during his lifetime but I believed him. He saw his parents murdered.”

“None of that makes any sense,” Wayne said. “It’s lunacy. Your father passed on insanity to you. We need to get you help.”

William got very still. “Mother,” he said. “Why is the barrel of that gun glowing?”

Cassidy held up the gun again and saw that the barrel was glowing a faint orange. “It means that they’re near,” she said. “The Revenants. The demons. Maybe even the ones who killed your great grandfather.”

At that moment, a car pulled up to the front gate and two men got out in suits. They looked like traveling salesmen but even from where they were, Cassidy could see a peculiar look in their eyes.

“Gentlemen, madam,” the tall one said. “We’re here to collect.”

“Collect what?” Wayne asked. “There’re no bills due. It’s the middle of the month.”

“Earp blood,” the short one said and both men’s eyes glowed and little glowing cracks appeared in their skin around those eyes.

Wayne reached down to grab his shovel and William gripped his hammer tight but Cassidy was quicker. She aimed and fired two careful shots, the barrel of the gun glowing like a torch. The bullets struck both of these strange men and then something even more amazing happened. A massive hole opened up beneath their bodies and fires hotter than a furnace could be seen. The two ‘collectors’ fell down deep into the earth and then it closed up again.

“It’s true!” William said after a long pause.

“What was that!?” Wayne yelled to nobody in particular.

“Boys,” Cassidy said. “There’s a lot to teach you.”

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