Fire fan-fiction story
The Madness Of A Monster's Loss
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Summary: Fire had never been quite right after Archer's death. It had hit her badly. She was just that slight bit mad now that she turned to the ways her cruel father had used. She would have vengeance, no matter what it took.
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Chapter 1 : Death creates Death
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Disclaimer: I do not own the book, Fire, by Kristin Cashore
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The sight of Archer lying there, his body still from death; It was heart breaking. He still looked like Archer, the playboy, the joker and the only one who could coax a real smile out of her. But the man she knew no longer possessed his body.
Fire knelt down beside his cold unmoving body, staring at his pale face intently, wishing for him to open his eyes and smile at her again. However, even though in death he still looked so innocent and lovely as when he slept his spirit was no longer on this earth. She fell upon his chest, grabbing a fistful of his shirt with one hand as the other softly ran its fingers through his now dull hair. She cried so much for her lifetime-long friend, her lover who was now gone. She had not cried or shown grief like this since her father died. It had been her fault then too. Now it all came back to her, overwhelming her; she had forgotten the pain of it; the loss and how much it hurt to be sad. She was devastated.
The boy had done this to her. Archer's death was his bidding yet it was still her fault. She should not have let Archer leave; she could have stopped him and told him to stay before it was too late, before it came to this. This outcome, she regretted most of all.
How could she go on living. It shouldn't be this way. Archer should be alive and happy and she should be the dead one, cold and miserable in death as she is now in life.
She would give anything to trade places with him, to save his life. But she was too late. He was beyond help now and there was nothing she could do, she was powerless and that scared her. This was all her fault and she would never forgive herself. She would have vengeance.
Fire became strong in that moment she had found archer's lifeless body, but also weak.
She burnt the place to the ground, ordering those under the evil boy's command to stay and perish along with it.
She did not care for their lives anymore.
She just wanted this place to burn, to go up in the flames, which she was named after. Only that would comfort her and finally harden her currently annoying beating heart.
She may have escaped an ill fate but she had run straight in to an even worse one. There was no escape for her.
Her mind became dull yet barred against others as she broadcast her feelings of intense pain and anguish and let them wash over whatever unfortunate creature she happened across. For she no longer cared.
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So, that's the first chapter of my Fire story, The Madness Of A Monster's Loss.
Short chapter, I know. But they will get longer as the story continues. I just wanted to set the scene of the story a bit first, explain what set's Fire off and how she becomes who she is in my story.
I hope yah liked it.
Fire is one of my favourite books and I love Kristin Cashore's series so far. Graceling was a great book and so is Fire and I can't wait till Bitterblue is out.
I am currently in the progress of writing a fan-fiction for Graceling but since I already had this one mostly written up already I thought I would post it up first.
It's basically just an alternate ending to what happens after Archer dies in the book.
So, I hope yah will continue to enjoy this story as I post up new chapters - which will be about every 2 weeks.
Please let me know what you think of it.
Thanks for reading and please review.
…Anie