Trials of a Teenage Prince pt 2 by supernova2005, literature
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Trials of a Teenage Prince pt 2
It was several hours before Azulon returned to the palace, dreading the conversation he was about to have. He didn't even know if Iroh was awake or not, but he still headed to the door, hesitating a moment until knocking.
Iroh couldn't sleep with stress piled on his shoulders, wondering not only who the unfortunate person was but also if his father found the killer... or was even safe. An empty tea pot and drying cup sat beside the troubled prince as he sighed. The door sounded a moment later and he turned to see who was there. "Come in."
Azulon opened the door, know Iroh hadn't slept since he sounded nervous instead of sleepy. He glanced to
Trials of a Teenage Prince pt 1 by supernova2005, literature
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Trials of a Teenage Prince pt 1
Huan Yu basked in the mid morning light as she gazed among the numerous yachts that were docking in the Sun Shore port, a section of Ember Island reserved for vessels belonging to noble families. She smirked at the sight of a particularly large ship bearing markings of the royal family, suggesting that a certain prince had arrived among the tide of noble teens. She stepped off her boat, and headed to the water side shops in hopes of catching his eye.
Upon the royal ship's bow, Prince Iroh stood flanked by a family advisor that sought, among other things, to refine him to an exemplary Firelord. Iroh didn't hear a thing Poe said, though, alread
Lu Ten quietly opened the door to his father's room, taking a quick glance at the two guards that allowed it even through it was the dead of night. They didn't stop him, they never did, since Iroh give Lu Ten permission to enter whenever he wanted. So he slipped in, closing the door behind him to walk up to the snoring figure on the bed. He stood there quietly, wondering if Iroh
would detect someone in his room.
At first Lu Ten only heard his father's snoring until something, a subconscious alertness, made him wake. Iroh's breathing changed as he sleepily yawned and sat up, looking to the door. Instead he found someone much closer, and shor
Nothing left but grief by supernova2005, literature
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Nothing left but grief
Captain Hoth of the royal guard sat stiffly in the saddle of his komodo rhino, watching as the Empire class cruiser slowly came in to dock. He was among dozens of his men, all also mounted, and yet he still dreaded what was about to occur. He waited as the ship's crew lowered the anchor, performing the routine of settling the vessal in for a long rest. Finally the boarding plank was lowered, which meant a confrontion with the dragon of the west was immenint.
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The sounds of heavy boots on metal plating resounded as soldiers fell into formation, two rows lining either side of the deck while leav
Trigun : Angels and Demons : Dogs of Chaos 1 by supernova2005, literature
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Trigun : Angels and Demons : Dogs of Chaos 1
Tense minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into days as Vash the Stampede limped across the desert, stopping only to re-shift the weight of both his injured brother and the Cross Punisher or to check Knives' wounds. Suns set and moons rose in the sky half a dozen times since he left town, setting out to end this fight once and for all. Yet, nothing had been resolved. All that changed is they both knew how deep their hatred for one another ran, and had the wounds to show it.
Vash let out a breath of relief as he stopped on the shaded side of a dune, lowering his cargo to the sand before sitting on a rock. He was sore and achy, but final