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OCTOBER WINNERS ARE:
Black
(Entries of less than 500 words)
Seeping into Darkness by jenineji
Scary
(Entries of more than 500 words)
First
In All Seriousness by lin_yun (aka Sango Shadowphoenix)
Second
Gifted by jenineji
Third
Of Heatstrokes and Masters by missgoalie75
CONGRATULATION WINNERS!
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Here are the entries for the Novemener-FALL Challenge in our RK_Challenge Community in Live Journal. Due to a lack of participants in the community and our desire to maintain the community running we have agreed to permit FFnet readers to vote for the entries. Thanks for reading!
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NOVEMBER THEME 1: FALL
Word limit: less or 500 words
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ENTRY #1
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Title: I Will Not Bow
Author: Violetcarson
Word Count: 448
Rating: PG/K+
Summary: Kaoru is driven to prove something to herself, and to him.
Notes: This is my first post to this community, and hopefully not my last. The prompt made me think of this song by Breaking Benjamin, and it continued from there. XD If anything is incorrect about my posting, please let me know and I will rectify it.
Sweat coated her body like a second skin. It dripped off her fingertips, slid down her back, and beaded on her face. Her body was a raging inferno, heat boiling through her, burning away the desperate emotions that were trying to consume her. She spun her sword in an arc around her, coveting the piercing song the blade sang as it cut through the air. She twisted, and the sword slashed forward at a different angle. Another twist, and the sword was chopping straight down overhead, before slicing away again. She parried the strike from an opponent only she could see, stepping back as she swung, before advancing with a burst of speed. Her stances were perfect. Her weight was solidly divided between each foot, and the movements of her feet never upset her balance. It didn't feel like she was taking steps, it felt as if she was dancing, her entire body moving effortlessly and gracefully through the positions. She extended her sword again, reaching for the invisible opponent, and drew back, balancing on one foot, her sword poised above her for the next strike, and held.
"Release," the man's voice was firm, solid, and as full of sturdy strength as a boulder. Kaoru sank down out of the stance, and sheathed her weapon. She bent her knees, and tried to fall gracefully to the wood floor. Her muscles were shaking from the exertion, and she hungrily sucked in deep lungfuls of air. Her father moved to stand before her from his position at the side of the dojo. He waited until she had regained her breath, and then said, "That was good, much better than before. But you are not making the movements powerful enough. Your form is nearly perfect. Now feel the weight of the actions, feel their power. Repeat the same kata, but with more ferocity." His voice was firm.
She nodded to him. "Yes sir!" She leaped to her feet again, assuming the first stance, hand hovering over her sword's hilt.
He regarded her for a moment, directly in front. Two sets of eyes, the exact same shade of blue, regarded each other before he returned to the wall to observe.
"Begin!"
As Kaoru began the first blocking movements of the form, she forced herself to focus on her body to the extreme. She was power incarnate as she slipped through the moves. Determination fueled her. After all, she now had something to live up to. I will prove myself, she thought. The memory of brilliant violet eyes, a mane of red hair, and a tender look drove her. I will be worthy of you, she promised the man that haunted her memories.
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ENTRY # 2
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Title: A fine male
Author: JeniNeji
Prompt: Fall
Genre: Romance, friendship
Rating: T
Characters: Kaoru Mama.
Words: 369
Warnings: Werewolves story
A/N: Part # 1 of Return to wildlife [New serial]
Summary: Some times the snow and the cold will help someone absorb painful news.
A white female wolf rested inside the warmth of a low-hidden cave. Blue eyes looked at the ragging storm outside, glad to be able to enjoy the safety the rocky formation provided her with. She had gotten lost while hunting. Winter just fell and as a side effect made prey harder to find. She had strayed from her customary route in search of the needed nourishment, but sadly, hadn't been successful. The high amount of fallen snow was making things difficult and had impeded her from reaching the necessary speed to catch any prey. Rabbits had been so easy to catch a week ago!
The white wolf whimpered dejectedly and moved her tail so it hid her nose against the dropping temperature.
She had been a fool! What did she expect was going to happen these next weeks? Never before she had been as scared of her fate as she was now, or better said, of their fate.
The sound of claws hitting stone made the young female wolf twitch her ears nervously, but before she could stand up, a familiar grey and brown wolf made its presence known. She whined loudly and the wolf, her alpha, hurried to her side.
He licked her muzzle tenderly and then moved his nose to her stomach and sniffed delicately, "You are all in good state, I see."
"Yes," she said cautiously, "I am sorry you had to search for me."
The wolf said nothing. He moved to her side and slumped down next to her to share their furry body warmth. They rested in silence for about an hour before the alpha wolf finally broke it, "Miho, whose pups are you carrying?"
"No ones," she hurriedly replied and moved her face away from him. She wasn't ashamed, but was feeling slightly guilty.
"Why didn't you find me again? Our last coupling was successful. Our pups were born strong and healthy." He asked, softly and slowly, as if it pained him.
"I—" she tried but stopped. After a few seconds she tried again, "He saved me…I was grateful. He was a fine male."
"Fine wolf," the alpha added softly, and licked her fur understandingly.
"No, a fine…male." Miho declared stubbornly. Male…dog.
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ENTRY #3
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Title: Scraped Knees
Author: MissGoalie75
Prompt: Fall
Rating: K+
Words: 264
Summary: Kenshin and Kenji share an important moment.
Kenji's calmed down, but tears are still rolling down his pink cheeks as Kenshin finishes wrapping his son's knee to keep the bandage on his knee in place.
"You'll be all right," Kenshin mutters.
Kenji sniffles, something that Kenshin hates when other people do it, but he can't manage to be disgusted with his son – it's impossible.
"You're free to go!" Kenshin finally says, ruffling his son's hair with a smile.
Kenji shakes his head, looking down at his knees.
Kenshin sighs. "Are you scared?" he asks kindly.
Kenji nods his head.
Kenshin feels like this is an important moment. He knows that his son is going to look back on this Indian summer day and realize that this is the precise moment when he learned that life isn't going to be easy. You're going to trip and stumble and sometimes fall flat on your face. Sometimes you'll get up easily enough, other times it'll feel like you'll never be able to lift yourself up.
Eventually you'll have to dust yourself off and walk on on.
Kenshin has to say the right thing.
"Your friends are missing you. You can't let them down. Go on. You won't fall again," he tells him, wincing a little at the last comment. That's not true, he very well could fall.
But Kenji looks up, his lovely blue eyes glassy and red. "I should go out?"
"Yeah. If you get hurt, I'm here. Your mom's always here, too."
Or some people can, and will help you.
Kenji nods. "'Kay," he says before hopping off the table and running outside.
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