Mkay, hey guys :3 Rage here, posting an experimental chapter to an idea I've had in my head.
A few things to consider before you start reading this fic:
-this chapter is a chapter mainly focused on explaining the little world I've created in Rosewood and Lima, you receive information on the werewolves, how they shift, the packs, traditions in the war, mates and so on.
-Although this is a crossover, it will maily have locations from Pretty Little Liars, and follows those characters as the higher ups in the two wolf packs I'm focusing on. You will definitely see Glee locations and characters, but not as often as the Liars.
-Ships include: PaigexEmily, KittyxMarley, QuinnxPuck, SantanaxBrittany and HannaxCalib, with mentions of others, but is (at least for the moment) Paily centric.
-I've used 3rd person in present tense, although when I join rp Forums I tend to use past tense and when I usually write, I write in 1st person, so there will probably be slip ups.
Fiction Rating: M, only for violence at the moment.
Enjoy chapter 1 and please tell me what you think :)
Their snarls are deafening, a chorus of rumbling that vibrates the earth beneath dozens of paws. Their teeth shine like daggers against the black night, the fur on their necks bristling and their ears flat. Each large pair of eyes fixed on a target on the opposite side of the moonlit clearing, the shadows in the surrounding forest swirling around the two opposing packs anticipating the battle about to start. The alphas, one with fur darker than the known night and the other grey, dappled with blood red spots, are tensing. Their hearts thump wildly, adamant on fulfilling their oath of protection to their pack, their family, friends and lovers. A heartbeat of silence and then there's chaos as the two come together in a fury of teeth and blood.
So is the blood war for territory, alphas fight viciously until one is dead or incapable of fighting anymore for their loved ones. If there is interference or territory bounds are crossed the packs fight each other until surrender. This case is no different as the packs watch on in sorrow as their alphas tear at each other.
(Previous day, Stag POV)
The rasp of pen against paper lulls her as she takes notes, the hum of the lecturer's voice fueling her efforts. She's comforted not by the boring day attending college classes but at the presence of her closest friends beside her. The one, with blonde locks and a cheeky glint in her eyes, is leaning back against her chair boredly, flicking bits of paper at the various other people in the class, much to the protest of the girl on her other side. Spencer Hastings looks to her beta, Emily, who stops taking notes long enough to shoot a irritated glance at the blonde, Hanna. Spencer smiles despite herself, her normally harsh and stoic face morphing in amusement at the childish glare Hanna sends her way. Emily sighs closing her notebook, tugging her arm gently as a wristband, similar to the ones her alpha, Spencer, and healer, Hanna wear, gets caught on the spiral. It's twine, weaved into a complicated pattern with a small ivory stag's head that stands out against her olive skin.
The Stag pack, named so after the natural alphas' tendencies to be be proud and boastful, is one of the largest packs in northern America, choosing not to scatter the packs they conquer but to take them in as new members. The Hastings family have always been the alpha family, generation after generation. When Melissa Hastings, Spencer's older sister, hadn't carried the wolf gene the responsibilities and dangers of being alpha were immediately and ungracefully thrust at Spencer as soon as she hit sixteen. In Spencer's favour, she took the role in her stride, conquering three other packs since, quickly being dubbed 'the Queen Stag' and 'Conqueror Stag' by packs scattered around America. The blood wars are at a peak but conquering an entire pack is rare if not barely existent, yet Spencer with the help of her focused beta and friend, Emily, had managed to conquer three in four years.
Four if Spencer's next target didn't go quietly. Even Emily, a girl dubbed 'the compassionate' was unable to deny that the target, a relatively large pack named the Bears for their alphas protectiveness over their pack and violence to defend it (and also the pack members being larger than their namesakes) wouldn't back down and were a major threat to the Stags. The level headed beta had tried to get Spencer to reconsider expanding onto their territory, knowing full well that the Bear alpha was passive until provoked. She had scoffed at Emily, claiming that the Bears couldn't dent the Stags in the event of a blood fight, a statement that Emily knows full well is false. The Stags have numbers but the Bears are large, stocky and vicious opponents lead by a girl very similar to Spencer.
Paige McCullers is a new alpha, only 19 years old but has successfully fought for her pack's territory on numerous occasions. And Emily can only deduce that from the fact the younger girl is still standing that she's never lost. In fact, if her sources are correct, she decapitated the last alpha who challenged her for the Bear's territory. Decapitated. As in his head was forcefully removed from his body with her teeth being the weapons of choice, the base of his skull was crushed into tiny fragments. It was reported that if she hadn't tossed his head at his devastated mate that he would've died by head wounds anyway. The Bears have a nasty way of mauling their opponent's heads and necks.
Emily can't imagine that happening to Spencer in a blood duel, and she can't even think of that happening to anyone else in her pack if the Bears don't wait before defending their territory. The thought of anyone hurting her sister like that forces a shudder out of the soft hearted brunette. Spencer notes her discomfort curiously, sincerely hoping that her best friend isn't still worrying about the blood fight to come with the Bears. The class is dismissed and the trio exit into the hallway of their college building.
"Emily.." Spencer starts apprehensively, testing the waters. When she's met with Emily's tired brown eyes she sighs. "You look tired." She states. Hanna glances at the beta's face to examine her carefully.
"You look like shit Em, your bags have bags." The blonde finalises for Spencer.
"I've been up all night. Researching the Bears." She says in explanation. She holds a hand up when Spencer opens her mouth to reassure her for the hundredth time. "And then S kept me up. She had Brit over. Don't get me wrong I love that she synced and Brit's honestly the best thing for her but I really wish they weren't so loud when going at it like bunnies in heat."
"Are you picking them up today?" Spencer asks her, after a pointed look from Emily to drop the subject of the Bears.
"Oh god, if you are I'll ride with Mona, I'm not in the mood to see those two be sickeningly cute all the way back to lima." Hanna groans, shoulders slumping and feet beginning to drag melodramatically. Emily and Spencer spare a glance and bemused chuckle at their friend's behaviour.
"Yes, with Rosewood so close to Bear borders I'd rather see that their impromptu visit didn't draw too much attention. I get that you want them to serve as bait but Rosewood is still no man's land, she isn't safe strutting around so close to the borders. She should just stick to Lima." Emily says with worry in her voice and posture. Lima is only an hour away from Rosewood with an expanse of neutral forests separating the two neutral towns, of course lima is unofficially Stag territory and Rosewood unofficially Bear land but that isn't final until the blood fight is over.
Emily gnaws her bottom lip absentmindedly, a stress habit, but stops when Hanna squeezes her shoulder to offer a small amount of comfort. Emily smiles at her friend in appreciation to be brought to attention by Spencer's voice.
"Don't worry. Santana's a big girl Em, she can handle a Bear, if she does get into trouble Brittany has a fierce bite, she'll warn them off her mate." Spencer has never been steller at offering comfort or soothing the mind of others. Even her best friends, she often finds herself stressing them out more, as seems to be the current situation with Emily, the gnawing has returned full force and Hanna is looking at her alpha in irritation.
"I'm sure San and Brit are fine Emily. Spence is right, Brittany will defend her if anything happens." Hanna says, trying to defuse Emily's nerves before the brunette eats her whole lip. The need for words of comfort dissipates at the sure knowledge that Brittany would defend her little sister. As much as Santana denies it, she hates fighting, she'd much rather become Hanna's apprentice, Brittany, however innocent Santana's mate may seem to the outsider, is a valued soldier in the blood war, knowing what needs to be done at the command of her alpha.
The drive to Rosewood is tense, Emily's nerves and Spencer's anticipation for the sure occurance of confrontation with a Bear even has Hanna antsy in her seat.
(Bear POV)
She is not a patient person, her chest constricts as she growls. Her beta, a fair skinned, timid little thing named Marley with wide blue eyes, is unimpressed with her agitation. The younger girl is seated across from the growling girl, comforted slightly by the heavy maple table separating her from her snarling alpha. She is comforted by it's presence despite the fact that Paige could toss it at a wall as easy as the xbox controller which suffered her rage earlier that day. She could rip it to splinters as if it were a tissue, but Marley likes it there nonetheless.
"Paige you're being petulant. You're honestly worse than Kitty on a full moon." She knows her alpha would never lay a hand on her, she is incredibly worked up, but would never think of hurting her own pack. Paige answers with a vicious snarl and then a small, barley audible 'sorry.' Marley nods, acknowledging her apology with a small grin. Softy. The older girl slumps onto a chair, still across from Marley and suddenly looks very worn out. Beyond her years. Marley mulls over her state, a new alpha that is constantly being challenged by other packs, with a very real rage control problem and a demanding father. As if to make things worse, the Stags have been edging closer and closer to Bear land. Paige is somewhat childish and her judgment is often seriously impaired by her anger but she is by no lengths stupid. She knows the Stag alpha is aiming to attack and either conquer her pack or kill them all. Maybe both. She sighs feeling her anger rear again, breaking the nearest thing to her, the table is splintered against the far wall of her basement faster than lightning and Paige sees Marley purse her lips, remaining in her seat.
"I can't attack them Marley, we can't, not without deaths on both sides." She says, threading her fingers through her hair to combat a headache that rapidly wraps around her mind. The Stag Queen has a dangerous reputation and a large pack of mismatched strengths. She's not worried about the Hastings girl but rather her beta, Emily, the compassionate. The girl is renowned for her raw common sense and level head, adding focus to her pack, much like her own beta. That makes Hasting's power and determination a whole lot more dangerous to the Bears.
A tone breaks the intense air and Marley scrambles for her phone, reading the text. Paige considers her face, lighting up at first, it's obviously her mate, Kitty, that texted her, but then it settles into a mildly unsure expression, tensing Paige up again as she begins reading the message aloud.
"Two Stags were seen in Rosewood today. They're still here, two girls. They don't look too threatening but they've just crossed the border." She quotes. Paige nod and leans back in her seat, her headache intensifying. Kitty never fails as her informant, but just this time she sincerely wishes the tiny blonde is fucking with her, she's really too stressed to deal with a couple of Stags who are too fucking stupid to realise where they are.
"Paige, you need to deal with this." Marley urges. And Paige groans, tossing her chair at her half heartedly, standing. the smaller girl doesn't even have to move, the chair misses her comfortably. She raises an eyebrow, not even flinching.
"Fuck off Marley, my head is splitting, give me a minute. I'll deal with them" she assures her and she nods, almost sympathetically, standing up. Paige shifts and feels her headache ease slightly, she's big, her dappled grey fur makes her seem bigger, more intimidating, larger than a bear, and more protective too. She sets her pace as a comfortable wolf trot, not in much of a hurry, Marley's a soft grey and brown wolf, flanking her left after her mostly silent change. She follows Kitty's thought train, finding her easily, the informant is in her wolf form too, she looks like she's rolled around in an art pallet, so many shades adorn her fur, reds, browns, greys and blacks with a completely white face. She nuzzles her mate affectionately and Paige looks away, not wanting to intrude in their moment, but also looking at the two Stags, they know the Bears are here and aren't quite sure shifting is the best idea.
They're in a small clearing, emerald foliage surrounding them on all sides, so very far into the border that neither are quite sure of where they are exactly. Several hearts race when Paige takes a step into the clearing. The larger of the two spots Paige and pales slightly, Paige can't blame her, it does look as though she's mauled someone not a minute prior. Dappled red, strikes an illusion of viciousness into her opponents, it echos her personality perfectly. The blonde pushes the smaller behind her, trembling at the three wolves staring her down, as Kitty and Marley step into the clearing too. It's quite evident that this soldier is no real threat she's quite a small wolf. Bears are the largest wolves by a comfortable margin but even Kitty, the smallest Bear in her pack, somehow manages to be bigger than this wolf. The tan girl shifts after her mate, smaller yet, and Paige huffs in amusement, the Stags are formidable as a pack, but seperated Paige could rip them apart with little effort.
She pushes through to the bigger one's head. All alphas can do this, it just takes slightly more effort with wolves that aren't in their pack.
'You're across the border.' Paige informs with amusement.
'We know.' She replies after some glancing at her tan mate for assurance. Paige hears Marley rumble a 'be careful' at her, kitty rumbling something similar.
'What are you doing here Stag?' Paige sits, but both Marley and Kitty remain at attention at her sides. 'Don't worry, I have no intention of harming you or your mate, consider me curious'
'You're Paige McCullers?' The tan asks, surprising Paige, the Dappled wolf slowly walks to them, drawing a long warning snarl from the soldier.
'I am. Would you receive me miss...?' Only alpha blood can talk directly to alphas, or beta blood. And Paige has done enough research on the Stags to know that Spencer Hastings is the last Hastings so far.
'Lopez, Santana Lopez. And how could I refuse an alpha?' Santana's chest rumbled with a wolf's equivalent to a chuckle and Paige finds herself intrigued. As wolf receivings go, Paige touches her nose to Santana's shoulder, and vice versa. It's a very old greeting, very polite by rival pack standards. However Santana's mate snarls again, this annoys Paige to no end, she takes a step back from the two and then suddenly she understands, Santana's orders were to distract her and as soon Santana's mate lunges gleefully for her throat, she knows she's been played.
The golden wolf's jaw is too small to do any significant damage to the towering Paige who swats her away easily, sending her sprawling. She hears snarls behind her and knows this was an ambush, she mentally checks on her beta, and then informant, both are holding their own, and then ducks as the Stag alpha lunges for her. She calls for her pack, getting a response immediately with a howl in the near distance. The Stag Beta lunges next and manages to bite down on the base of her neck, teeth piercing her skin and reaching her shoulder bone.
Paige waists no time twisting around and clamping her jaw around the significantly smaller wolf's left hind leg. She's suddenly struck with her opponent's terror, the beta unintentionally projecting it. She could easily maul Emily now.
'If you favour walking on two legs you'll let go of my neck' Paige warns, biting harder until she hears a whimper and feels the wolf's bone give, breaking under her jaw's pressure. 'All I need to do now is pull, let go Emily Fields, I don't want to cripple you' Paige hears the alpha Stag snarling, not willing to make a move while she has her beta in her jaws. She hears the Stag pack whimpering, pleading for their beloved beta, when Emily makes no move to release Paige she hears Emily's sister, Santana, begging for her sister's life, Paige knows that she won't kill Emily, her instincts are warning against it, but she still hears Kitty telling Marley to look away.
The Stags have stopped fighting, the Bears who came to assistance stand stoicly, waiting for Paige's orders.
'Let go Emily, please.' Paige finds herself saying softly 'I don't want you hurt too much, fuck, I don't want you hurt at all, let go and you can fight me another day.' Emily's grip on her neck loosens and Paige, true to her word, releases her, letting the whimpering Beta return to the Stag Queen who affectionately nudges her to who Paige assumes is a healer. She returns her attention to the alpha, eyeing her as Kitty and another Bear, Calib, flanks her sides.
'I'm going to kill you Paige McCullers, you attacked two of my own.' Spencer snarls, her jet black fur bristling.
'I received Miss Lopez, I had no intention of harming her, her mate or Emily today. I was attacked and defended myself accordingly.' Paige sat, looking much like a sentinel, serious and dark. 'I'm no fool Spencer Hastings, what is it you came here to get my attention for?'
'I challenge you to a blood duel. For alpha rights and territory.' Spencer replies without missing a beat, without hesitation, well rehearsed.
'I accept your challenge. Tomorrow at midnight in this very forest clearing.' Paige snarls in response, fortunately, also well rehearsed. The words leave a bitter taste on her tongue, she could die tomorrow, she has a feeling that Spencer will kill her for what she did. Paige's eyes search the stag pack for Emily, finding her already healing, her heart clenches. 'I'm sorry I hurt you Emily the compassionate.'
'don't speak to her! Don't you fucking dare, you were about to rip her leg off!' the Stag alpha snarls viciously, protectively. Emily, despite her wound, limps to Spencer's side, calming her somewhat, both still couldn't believe that Paige had just let her go, no hesitation. Emily searches the Bear alpha's eyes uncertainly when she's hit with a heavy longing, to know Paige, not just through over extensive research, but to know her. She whimpers at Spencer's side gaining the attention of most of the Stags and Bears.
'I didn't want to hurt her.' The dappled wolf insists, ears flat, not taking her honest brown eyes off Emily.
'I know. I could sense it.' Emily butts in, Spencer growls in warning, telling her to get back in her place, but Emily can't help but want to soothe the Bear alpha's troubled mind.
'May I receive you Emily?' Paige blurts, feeling the heavy tension in the wolves around her reach a peak, Marley warns against it while Kitty straight out tells her not to, frantically listing a bunch of potential negative outcomes. Paige pushes them out of her head, hearing now the snarling of the Stags.
'Don't come near her unless you want me to rip your throat out!' Spencer warns, stepping in front of Emily protectively. The chocolate brown wolf pushes past her alpha, stopping any retort Paige is about to snarl. She limps to the massive wolf despite the growling of Spencer warning against it, and touches her shoulder with her nose, her scent nearly overwhelming Emily. As all Bears smell, she has a very woody kind of smell, like she'd been rolling around in pine needles all her life, but also has a strong citrus smell too. Paige does the same, taking in the Stag's scent, chlorine and grass much to Paige's surprise.
'I truly am sorry about hurting you.' Paige mutters once they had stepped back. Emily glanced to her other shoulder, noting that Paige's grey fur was matted with blood, sticking to the wolf's skin. 'Don't worry about it Emily. I've had worse bites than that.'
'It's really ok, it was a clean break, I can already walk on it again.' Emily says in turn, limping back to her livid alpha who lets out a string of loud growls.
'get out of my territory.' Paige says simply, ending the meeting abruptly.
(The Stags)
"What were you thinking Emily!? She could've ripped your throat out!" Spencer has been chewing her beta's ear about receiving Paige all the way back to Lima, yelling angrily and then petulantly when Emily didn't seem to be listening. Paige's scent lingers in Emily's nose, sending her into deep thought about the Bear. The longing she feels to see her and know her only intensifies the further she gets away, the dapple grey taking over her mind and steering her thoughts.
"But she didn't. She didn't even leave a long lasting injury." Emily states, twirling her bracelet around her small wrist, Spencer puffs in relief, that being the most committed she's been to the conversation yet. Hanna glances back at her through the rear view mirror, considering her beta's aloof behaviour. She was worried at first, that Paige had left her traumatised, Emily had always been the most grounded member of the Stags, but the more she watched the more things were falling into place. Santana and Brittany pays no attention to anyone of course, Santana straddling Brittany's lap in a heated lip lock. They all suppose that she's in heat, anyways, Brittany doesn't seem to mind. But normally Emily would be snapping at her sister in irritation, she's currently just staring at the passing forest, seemingly in a far off place. Spencer sighs in frustration, giving up trying to get committed and intelligent answers from her beta. She isn't sure what Paige did to Emily but she's looking forward to killing the Bear, she hurt her best friend after all.
They park the car at Spencer's house, the alpha insisting that they spend the night in preparation for the worst possible outcome. Hanna and Emily agree without hesitation wanting to spend as much time with Spencer as they can before tomorrow, knowing full well that the alpha, their friend, could die. The evening, like every evening the girls spend the night, passes uneventfully, their conversations are filled with idle gossip and shared interests and concerns. Until Spencer falls asleep, ungracefully tangled in sheets and pillows.
Emily stares boredly at the ceiling, unable to put her thoughts for Paige to rest, to quieten the longing pulling at her to see the alpha Bear. She turns, pausing for a moment to bathe in the moonlight cascading down from the window she's made her bed under.
"Em, are you awake?" She hears Hanna ask softly, so she doesn't wake Spencer. Emily hums softly in response, still gazing at the moon outside the window. "What's wrong with you? Ever since Paige.. you've been acting strange."
Emily shifts on her mattress, turning to face the blonde. "I need you to listen as a healer Han, I feel weird" she says, watching Hanna nod in assurance. "I want to see her again, I have no idea why but I feel pulled to see her, at first it was just to know her but it changed after we arrived in lima, now I just.. I need to see her. What's going on?" Hanna considers this new information, she has theories swimming around in her haid but she can't be sure yet.
"She's all you've been able to think about?" She asks, making a small checklist in her head. At Emily's nod, Hanna clambers over Spencer's sleeping form, sitting cross legged next to the unsure brunette. "I think I might know what's happening to you." She starts, looking at Emily as she sits up. "You're in early stages of sync." She states quickly, ripping the metaphorical band-aid off quickly.
"With Paige?" She questions, the dread now sneaking into her voice. "I can't sync with her!"
"What's keeping you?" Hanna asks, quickly slipping into her friend role and wanting to comfort Emily.
"She's a Bear. The alpha Bear, who was inches away from crippling me!" She exclaims, lowering her voice after Spencer lets out a small groan.
"You let her receive you, you trusted her not to rip your head off, even after she nearly crippled you" Hanna argues stubbornly, honestly, Hanna wants Emily to sync, even with Paige.
"I was- am intrigued by her, how do I stop wanting to see her?" She asks Hanna, growing slightly hysterical.
"You see her." Hanna says simply. "If you want to, I'll cover for you, go as your wolf and you'll have hours to fulfill that longing" Hanna smiles, maybe if Emily syncs, Spencer won't fight Paige, she wouldn't hurt Emily like that. Besides the first few hours of the sync can prove extremly painful if either side refuses the longing, both wolves feel the urge to see each other getting stronger and stronger progressively, at the peak of longing your brain practically attacks you with their scent, their voice, pictures of them, even if you've never actually seen them in human form. After stage two it physically hurts more the further you are away, stage four weakens you until you find the other end of the sync and stage five is death. Hanna didn't want to scare Emily, she had a couple of weeks before stage five but the pain is horrible.
The beta sighs, considering it, all she needs to do is run to Rosewood, see Paige and fulfill the stupid longing that clouds her mind.
"Ok, I'll go. But how will I find her?" She asks, standing and quickly tieing a shirt and shorts to her ankle for a change of clothes.
"Follow your longing, it'll lead you right to her" Hanna replies as Emily jumps out of the window, shifting and then running to find Paige. It takes about fifteen minutes for Emily to reach the Bear's borders, she runs straight through, the leaves and plants whisper as she shoots past them, seemingly warning her of the danger that lurks around the forest. Emily is forced to stop when colours burst across her sight, the pain in her head splitting, she sees her, through a white film, dark brown hair, with bangs that are growing out and a small smirk playing at her pink lips, Emily feels like she's drowning in her soft brown gaze. Her wolf is at mercy, the images blinding her, deaf to her voice, all she can scent is pine needles and citrus. She presses on when the images pass, her head throbbing painfully at the assult, vision blurry until she reaches a house that she's undeniably sure Paige resides in. She changes back, putting cloths on and jumps up to the second story window, she peers into the room, which appears to be Paige's, to see the girl groaning on her bed, face scrunched up in pain. She opens the window and climbs into the room without hesitation, she knows the pain Paige is feeling.
"Paige." She croaks to be met with startled brown orbs.
"Emily" she replies, darting towards her immediately, at first she's sure Paige is going to shred her, but she ends up finding herself in a strong pair of arms, enveloped in her scent. She stays like that, nuzzled into the crook of Paige's neck, revelling in the way her headache disappears and her skin burns lightly under the Bear's touch. "I don't want to let go. We're strangers but I don't want to leave you."Emily murmurs into her soft skin. Paige acknowledges this by tightening her hold on the slightly smaller girl with a sigh.
"I never thought I'd sync with anyone, you just turned my life upside down Emily Fields." Emily's eyes flutter closed, hearing her voice.
"What's going to happen Paige, how do we.. how do we live with this? We're strangers, we don't know each other. " Emily stammers. It's true, they only know each others name due to research and a near crippling encounter.
"Let me fix that. Hey.." she offers a smirk, the same one that Emily was bombarded with. ".. I'm Paige McCullers, Alpha of the Bears. Nice to meet you." Emily looks at her brown orbs, noting that Paige looks very mischievous.
"Hey Paige, I'm Emily Fields, beta of the Stags." Emily says, playing along with Paige's little moment. "But I'm serious Paige."
"Yea too serious." Paige teases lightly, receiving a glare in response "As long as we're together, we'll be ok I reckon." Paige soothes the trembling girl in her arms. Emily stays silent for a moment, she hates her immediate dependence on Paige, a stranger. She isn't resenting the younger girl, not by a long shot. If Paige is anything like she's been informed, she also isn't too happy with the sudden dependence. But she knows that between their packs, this could be trouble, Spencer will be livid.
"A Stag and a Bear? Oh god.. Tomorrow.." Emily jerks away from Paige only to have the breath leave her lungs painfully. Paige scoops her up gently, sitting on her bed with a gasping Emily on her lap.
"Cool it Fields, we'll be ok, I promise I won't kill her, I'll render her incapable of fighting ok?" Emily shakes her head. No, she does not think that is 'ok' but Paige was warm and comforting and her steady heartbeat is soothing Emily's nerves slightly as she listens to it.
"She.. she wants to k..kill you." She stutters between breaths. Paige mulls over potential replies but settles with a smirk and I simple statement.
"I'd like to see her try"
Ok then, that was chapter 1. I don't know about this, like I said, it's an idea I got recently that I might as well post to see if anyone's interested. If you guys want me to continue with it, it might take a while as I don't want to get in over my head again.
Please tell me what you think in that little box underneath this AN. Follows and favs are also very much appreciated. :)
Until next time :3
-Rage