NeoAvalon

Tue, 29 Apr 2008 15:12:27 GMT

First real day of work as I will be working the floor but second day of register training.

Currently writing a Young Avengers one-shot?(maybe longer) it was originally just suppose to be a drabble but I am incapable of writing short stories or one shots. Damn my brain once it gets going!

Hope to have it post by tonight, tomorrow the latest.

Fic for a Fic exchange

Sat, 26 Apr 2008 07:19:19 GMT

Title: Contemplating (or From the Mouths of Babes)
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters used, they belong to Marvel.
Fandom: X-Men; New X-men; Divided We Stand storyline
Characters: Jean-Paul Beaubier/Northstar; mentions of Aurora, Anole, Rogue and others
Rating: R (some swears)
Word Count: 1,443
Summary: Jean-Paul’s POV, 3 days after his meeting with Victor in Divided We Stand Arc.

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Title: Contemplating (or From the Mouths of Babes)

Fandom: X-Men; New X-men; Divided We Stand storyline

Characters: Jean-Paul Beaubier/Northstar; mentions of Aurora, Anole, Rogue and others

Rating: R (some swears)

Word Count: 1,443

Summary: Jean-Paul’s POV, 3 days after his meeting with Victor in Divided We Stand Arc.

Jean-Paul leaned back on the metal café chair and sighed heavily. He adjusted his sunglasses again his hand grazing the heavy bandages covering his nose as he did so.

These bandages were starting to get annoying, they made it impossible to keep his sunglasses on and caused intolerable amounts of people on the Monte Carlo strip to stare and gawk at him.

Thankfully no one had recognized him yet, as either an X-Men or as a former internationally famous model. They probably though he was another of the elite A-list crowd hiding out in exclusive and reclusive resort recovering from a bout of plastic surgery.

Hrmph, if they only knew the truth.

That his former star pupil had broken his nose in retaliation for an incident that he had, had no control over and for the abandonment issues and mistreatment that he believed that himself and his friends had received and suffered because of it, from the X-Men.

Dieu, his nose itched but scratching that tender area only led to more pain and he couldn’t take another painkiller for a few hours.

Pushing his hair out of his eyes once again, Jean-Paul again contemplated his conversation with Victor…no…Anole. Looking back to three days ago, when he had gone to confront Anole at the request of his currently off the radar leader(probably was with Emma lounging on a beach somewhere) because the kid hadn’t been keeping in contact with his friends and former teammates. Their concern had been in the right place but nothing would have prepared him for the complete 180 in Victor’s personality.

Kermit(as Rogue and Logan had so kindly nicknamed him, though that no longer suited the boy) had promptly broken his nose and fled into the night out on some vision quest after claiming that there was no place for him anymore in nowhere Fairbury, IL. He had wanted so badly to go after the him and beat the shit out of him for that little stunt.

Fortunately for Victor he had been unprepared for it and ‘generous’ enough not to go after him instead realizing that it would be better for everyone if the boy was given space.

After spending an hour verbally lashing and chewing out Summers and Frost for his current predicament and Emma’s mocking comment of about knowing where to find a good plastic surgeon(Dye Job Bitch!). Jean-Paul headed to Canada, where Walt had been able to reset his nose and checked up on his twin.

Jeanne-Marie had been staying with Walt and others of their old Alpha Flight teammates after the latest demolishment of the mansion. At the sight of him she had been shocked and even more so when she found out who had done it. After relaying conversation prior to the assault, she had in turn shocked him by agreeing with Victor whole-heartedly about his sentiments about Xavier and his illusionary dreams of peace between Mutants and Humans, but for there to be a need of a team of peacekeeping mutant soldiers, the X-Men. Claiming that Xavier had robbed all of those who he had come in contact with and persuaded to join him in bringing his dream to life.

Going on to remind Jean-Paul that not too long he had been just like his former pupil, having worshipped his own heroes and dreaming of one day being like them. The real world had snatched away those dreams, with a cold slap to the face after the events of M-Day. Mutants no longer were outnumbering humans, no…now they were a dying breed on the brink of extinction. She had then proceeded to ask him if he accomplished anyone of his goals he had set out to do as child, if he was proud of where he was today and of the choice he had made to get to the here and now.

Or had fate…his supposed destiny as an X-Men use him up just as it had done to the children. Those poor children who had to help dig graves for former friends and attend more funerals than anyone should ever have to in a lifetime. Whose only dreams were only to be like their heroes, wanting to be as brave as Cyclops, tough as Wolverine, and so forth.

Their chat had led him to book the soonest flight out to Europe, without so much as a good-bye to his twin. She like Victor, he had realize had hit too close to home and he had

never been one to handle emotional outpours very well, Jean-Paul had felt it would be better to retreat at this delicate time to collect himself and get his bearings on where he stood not just with his self but in this new initiative-registered world.

Now here he was sitting on the boardwalk of the Monte Carlo beaches looking for enlightenment and contemplating a nose job, especially if he ever wanted to model again. Though a part of him(really deep down) had been proud of Vic for his revelations and his need to strike it out on his own to get answers. He could see where he was coming from now that he had had time to process the conversation and his talk with his sister.

The X-Men had been no better than their human counter-parts, using children as soldiers as shields against some of their greatest foes, villains that should only exist in nightmares but broke all rules of reality by just existing.

Rogue had always been able to see that the world was not black and white, but in contrasting shades of grey. An example of how if one’s morals and core beliefs are fucked with long enough than all you leave behind is a bitter, broken but resilient shell of a person. Used countless times by all those who she had thought that loved her and she loved in return, Destiny, Mystique, Magneto, Gambit, to name a few. She had been one of his best friends and confidants for years, proving that the woman should be made a martyr for that alone.

A paradox through and through a former enemy turned trusted comrade, untapped and unending limits of power and potential to be the world’s greatest hero or villain if not for her insecurities. Insecurities, he believes that were place there to keep her in check and under the thumbs of her terrorists foster mothers, so that she would forever be afraid of her real potential.

He remembered when she used to visit his French classes, acting as his teacher’s aide at times as she had refused to teach outside of danger room lessons. The children had loved her and her vivaciousness, as he once overhear some students claim that he was only tolerable when she was around.

What he would give for her to be here with him now, to have a heart to heart. Everything had gone so wrong since M-Day, no even further back when Magneto was impersonating Xorn and Jean sacrificed herself to save everyone, so many…too many friends had been lost. What wouldn’t he give to be able to go back in time and undo all of this, he was sick of being one of fate’s bitches.

With one last sigh Jean-Paul got up and pushed away from the table and took out his wallet and placed some Euros on the table. Running another hand through his hair he set off in the direction of his hotel, once there he could access the internet and contact Kurt once again to see if he had any new leads on Rogue’s whereabouts and/or what the latest news was on the relocating of X-Men headquarters and when the next team check-in was scheduled.

Before seeing Victor, Scott had sent out a text stating that several of the current and former X-Men had failed to check-in at the last a-pointed times. And going on a few days now no one had hear from Sam, Roberto, Amara or Dani. Causing panic among the ranks, not unlike Anole’s brush off of his friends, they had another few hours before search parties went out to find the lost X-Men. Jean-Paul wished them luck and hoped they had better results than he had.

“Gawd, Sugah I hope the ’ther man looks worse than y’all do.”

Jean-Paul eyes widen and he spun around. It couldn’t be…no Rogue was MIA, she had been since Muir Island over three months ago. Then again the universe just loved fucking with him because standing there on the boardwalk behind him was a very familiar Southern Belle with a wicked smile on her face.

“What no hugs, cher? And here I reckoned y’all missed little o’ld meh”

New Job & Orientations Are Boring

Thu, 24 Apr 2008 23:00:20 GMT

Ok, orientation was incredibly boring but than again if you worked in retail before you know that all of the training videos and programs are the same. Although the coordnator gave me the wrong times for the orientation it was suppose to be 4pm-7pm but it ran until 8pm, don't get me wrong it was a paid orientation and my first official day of work but I missed my ride and then had to wait around till 10pm to catch another. A whole two hours stuck doing nothing but wandering through the store getting myself acquainted with it. And then they didn't even give us our training schedules, they are suppose to call us with them because the woman who did them took them home with her and won't be back till Saturday.

New Job!

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:06:10 GMT

I got two jobs offers today but one is two far to commute to so I will have to take the other one with a lesser pay rate but it doesn't matter, I needed this especially with all of the new books coming out that I want to get. I start tomorrow with paid-orientations and start real work by next week. I have to go out and buy some white button down shirts now for work but other than that I won't really have a uniform.

Elmo's been bad!! Very bad!!

Mon, 21 Apr 2008 21:10:32 GMT

Ok my neighbor's kids are insane and brutal.

I think that they are twins or only a year or two apart can't really tell but anyway what they did yesterday afternoon was just weird. When I got home last night from going on with my friend Ang, I decided to come through our back door instead of the front because I remembered that my mom had just finished vaccuming the day before and I didn't want to drag dirt in (rambling, sorry!) but anyway as I walked along the side of the house I looked over into the neighbor's yard and so the two kids taking down their volleyball net but leaving the stands up and then they proceed to tie their talking Elmo to the post with their jump ropes. So it looked like he was being cruzified or hung, they then started dancing around it and screaming that they killed Elmo. Until one of them spotted me and must of see my confused/freaked out expression and put on this serious face (like Lilo, from the Lilo&Sticih Movie) and said that Elmo had been bad and needed to be punished. I stared had him for about minute and then busted out laughing before heading inside and calling my friends.

New Job! Maybe

Sat, 19 Apr 2008 07:17:55 GMT

Interviews went pretty good yesterday, the first one was suppose to be only 15 mins but ended up being over half-hour because I got all 3 basic interviews out of the way and was told I would recieve an offer right after my background check cleared. So fingers crossed I will begin basic training by next week.

Interviews

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 21:57:16 GMT

I have about 3 interviews tomorrow for a new job, hopefully they will prove fruitful. I definitely need the cash bills to pay! I hope to post chapter 2 soon but it has gone through a massive rewrite, hopefully i will post it by the Monday.

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Sat, 12 Apr 2008 07:50:14 GMT

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Hi, I am looking for a bit of help.

Wed, 09 Apr 2008 03:33:09 GMT

Hi

I am looking for a beta-reader to help me to edit my story, the Adventures of Valeria Richards, Disciple of Wiccan. I would really appericate the help and in return I would write you into the storyline as one of Val's friends and who will make appearances every now and then. Just leave a response here and I will contact you with my e-mail.

here's the background on the story;

Background: Valeria Richards is 15 going on 16 and is the bane of 25 yr. old Wiccan’s existent, as the result of the mutant Blindfold foreseeing the need of Val having a powerful/good guy/non-crazy teacher or she was going to enviably be heading for the dark side because of the awesome amount of power she unknowingly wields. Along with the fact that Billy needs as Doctor Strange repeatedly told him a magical assistance to help him with all of his magical endeavors and to train the next generation. Just think of her as just his disciple in all his endeavors, so in other words they are stuck together for better or worse.

Valeria just wants to be a regular teenager and enjoy her youth and party and stress about school with her friends, she doesn’t want to go into the family business of being a superhero like her parents and older brother. Val’s demands of normalcy lead Billy and her to butt heads constantly, she feels he needs to chill out enjoy the reminder of his youth and be lay back like his twin, while Billy feels she needs to accept some responsibility and learn patience and control before she takes out Manhattan or all of New York.

thank you

deasuluna

Adventures of Valeria Richards, Disciple of Wiccan

Tue, 08 Apr 2008 22:29:59 GMT

Title: Adventures of Valeria Richards, Disciple of Wiccan
Author: deasuluna
Word Count: 1,139
Rating: PG, it will go up later
Summary: Advice, Little Sisters cause too much drama

Adventures of Valeria Richards, Disciple of Wiccan

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters, Marvel does, but if I did then Valeria, Franklin and Luna would be actually aging and be teenagers already and having their own adventures/drama.

The Young Avengers are going to be playing the most significant roles here along with the Runaways and the New X-Men/Young X-Men as supporting cast. Valeria Richards is the protagonist of sorts as (well her name is in the title) she is the next generation of magic after Wiccan, Nico, and Pixie, but she wouldn’t be every chapter/drabble.

Background: Valeria Richards is 15 going on 16 and is the bane of 25 yr. old Wiccan’s existent, as the result of the mutant Blindfold foreseeing the need of Val having a powerful/good guy/non-crazy teacher or she was going to enviably be heading for the dark side because of the awesome amount of power she unknowingly wields. Along with the fact that Billy needs as Doctor Strange repeatedly told him a magical assistance to help him with all of his magical endeavors and to train the next generation. Just think of her as just his disciple in all his endeavors, so in other words they are stuck together for better or worse.

Valeria just wants to be a regular teenager and enjoy her youth and party and stress about school with her friends, she doesn’t want to go into the family business of being a superhero like her parents and older brother. Val’s demands of normalcy lead Billy and her to butt heads constantly, she feels he needs to chill out enjoy the reminder of his youth and be lay back like his twin, while Billy feels she needs to accept some responsibility and learn patience and control before she takes out Manhattan or all of New York.

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“Well you could always see if Doctor Strange is available but I doubt that Wong and he would be as fun as Billy.” Franklin stated not even looking up at her as he continued to realign the circuit breakers on his new invention the…the name escapes Val at the moment, she wasn’t really listening to him this morning at breakfast, as she was trying to finish up her English paper last minute and H.E.R.B.I.E was scolding her for putting it off until the last minute…stupid nanny bots, she thought frowning at the memory.

“Billy is not fun and he is a horrible teacher, he’s boring and so over conscious about researching before we even attempt anything. He is just as bad as H.E.R.B.I.E except there is no off switch on him. Why can’t I learn from Pixie or Nico, they would be more fun and they wouldn’t get on my case about whether or not I have done my reading or research before I practiced. I mean isn’t experience the best teacher after all.” She leaned back with her arms crossed and superior satisfied grin on her face.

Franklin look up from the switch board and blink up at her from behind his ridiculous goggles. Val raised an eyebrow at him. He sighed and put his tools down and removed the goggles, he ran a hand through his hair and blew out a breath of air rolling his eyes up to the ceiling like to ask the question, “Why god did I want a little sister again and why did I bend reality to bring her into existence again when instead I should have asked for a dog or something?” Valeria frowned at him when his gaze returned to her.

“Sure Val, you just tell yourself that and when you end up stuck in some magical dimension unable to get back because perhaps you don’t know any return teleportation spells or don’t what you did to get there in the first place in order to undo it, you just remember when you are looking for someone to blame, that to conjure up a mirror and look into and go ‘Oh Yeah that’s who I’m suppose to blame.” he commented dryly.

Valeria glared at her brother with intensity and was about to toss a rude suggestion back at him, when she realize he might be kinda right, superheroes did have a track record of ending up in alternate dimensions and without the proper magical education she could be up the proverbial creek without a paddle. “I hate you Frankie” she complained as she threw her head down on the work table with a thud.

“Hey it was nothing that what big brothers are for, we must dash our little sisters ridiculous and life threatening fantasies at least a few times, so that way later when mom asks if I had anything to do with it I can say no but also that till at least try and warn you of the possible outcomes.” He commented with a wide smile on his face and his eyes sparkling with laughter like their Uncle Johnny.

Valeria rolled her eyes and got up from the her stool ready to leave her brother’s “Fortress of Solitude”, when he called out to her.

“Oh and to be fair Sis, Nico would have killed to have a teacher to explain everything as she was going along, the Staff of One is no cheerleader’s baton, that thing is loaded with some dark magic that eats at its owner’s soul unless their will is strong enough to get it to bend to their will. And as for Megan well I got three words for you Soul Dagger and Illyana.”

Valeria stared into her brother’s eyes that now reminded her of their father, serious and calculating every possibility but also the depth of caring for his family and loved ones and the need and want to make sure they were always safe by giving them all the ‘data’ even if it seemed unnecessary. She smirked and turned around and called out “Thanks, Dad”

Franklin blinked and then snorted, muttering under his breath about teen superheroes and how he definitely should call Lou and tell her that she was lucky being an only child.
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Val road the lift back up to Fantastic Four’s apartment, musing whether or not she should call Billy to see if he had forgiven her yet for the plague of locust or just magically pop over there and surprise him. Val smirked at the idea. The lift popped open few minutes later in the foyer of the apartment but no one stepped off.

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Please R&R, all criticism is welcomed and requests for the appearance of any characters you would like to see in future chapters. This can also be found on fanfiction.net in the Young Avengers archive, the next chapter should be up soon and will focus on Billy and Luna discussing the problem that is Val.

Current Stories

Tue, 08 Apr 2008 22:24:53 GMT

I am currently working on some fanfiction that I have had on my laptop for a few months now, just some ideas and story lines that have been sitting on the back burner. One of them I already posted on fanfiction.net, my username is Solunita over there and the story can be found in Comics:Young Avengers. It is set in the future of the Young Avengers and will focus on Wiccan, Speed, their cousin Luna, Franklin and Valeria Richards and other supporting casts from throughout the Marvel verse. The other I hope to be posting soon will be in the X-Men Evolution verse centering around Rogue and a gap year adventure to London, where she will deal with Hellfire Club, Growing Powers, Starting and managing her own squad of mutants that she finds in London. I hope to post both here soon.

Hi

Tue, 08 Apr 2008 22:17:28 GMT

Hi

Just trying to figure out how to post things here.