August 2010 update:
I hated the long bold author's notes at the end of each chapter, so I deleted them. Now, this is just my old fanfics without commentary. I'm creating a silly revised version in which the narrator and dialogue are self-referential and snark the story themselves, to preserve the essence of my comments without the ugly A/Ns. It'll be posted soon as a separate story, along with my "new ending."
Does your fanfic suck? Don't worry! These are much worse.
This is an archive of the terrible, terrible fanfics that I wrote when I was ten and eleven years old. Some of them were posted on the site (long since deleted) and others have rotted on my hard drive for five or six years. They're unintentionally funny in their own twisted way.
Except for breaking up the giant blocks of text, I haven't edited any of these, so all of my epic grammar/spelling/logic/history/canon/characterization/everything fail is on full display.
Our first fanfic is Magic Secrets, last revised December 8, 2003. Hoooooo boy, this one. It was probably the second fanfic I ever wrote, the first being Egypt Avalon (please, please, please don't ask…), which I can't find. I wrote this either right before or right after the first edition of All's Fairy in Love and War came out.
One-sentence summary: I threw out the entire Avalon canon, made up my own, transformed Adriane into an exposition-spouting Canon-Sue, and forced the other mages to be her sounding boards and cheerleaders. Oh, be afraid.
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Disclaim: I do not own any of the Avaon: Web of Magic characters. I only own the ones I've created!
The three mages sat in the magic glade on a cold winter morning. They were talking about the dark sorceress.
"I hope she's dead!" Kara exclaimed. "She deserves it for what she did to Lyra!"
Lyra shuddered. She had loathed the cold dungeons and endless catacombs that she had been trapped in.
All of the sudden, a porthole opened! Out of it stepped a transparent figure, it looked like a women. She looked about fifty and wore long flowing robe, covered in jewels.
"YOU" she yelled, pointing at Kara. "You were the cause of my downfall, and now you must pay!"
With that, a glowing fireball appeared in her hand. She thrust it at Kara, but Adriane deflected it with a powerful blast from her jewel.
"RUN!" shouted Emily, and she, Kara, Adriane, Lyra, Ozzie, and Dreamer ran across the glade, towards the water, the ghost close behind them. Adriane threw some sort of dust in the water, as it fell, a circle, about three feet by three feet opened in the water.
"Jump" yelled Adriane, and they all leapt into the porthole, closing it just before the ghost was able to go through.
And they fell, deeper into the porthole.