When Life or Death is Left to ChanceAlternians are ruthless; they conquer planets and enslave inhabitants. Nothing stops them, they are a wave that crashes over everything and leaves nothing but destruction, fear, and overwhelming sadness. Their empire is built on the tears and blood of the aliens they rule.Life is now luxurious for the people of Alternia. They have everything, all of their sacrifice and hard work paid off. Their territory spreads out across the vast universe. Entire galaxies are under their rule, and from these galaxies they take their prizes. Some natives they enslave, others they simply rule. Heinous games are created. Said games are different now, gambling is different. Instead of betting with chips that stand for money trolls tend to use the lives of the species they capture. The games played vary from planet to planet. Sometimes they play cards and the exchange of "chips" works like a slave trade. Other times it's a lot more sinister and the lives of the captives are extinguished like a small cand
Worth the Kill?His breath came out in ragged gasps. All his muscles burned, his lungs felt like they were on fire. But he didn't dare stop. He didn't dare look back. A shot was fired and it whizzed by his head, inches from his face. There was a pause then another shot, this time he wasn't so lucky he felt pain from the right side of his head, the same ear that was narrowly missed the first time got hit the second. His hand flew up the wound, part of him was relieved it was only a small chunk and not the whole thing. The downside, he was now bleeding his disgusting red blood. He held his hand over his ear and ran on."Great, on the one fucking day I forget my damn sickles is the day I get shot at." He cursed in a growling, harsh language.His pursuers kept after him. They had a large white dog on a chain holding him back, "Grandpa, can't we just let Bec after him? He'd catch him a lot faster than we would.""Jade, you can't use Bec for everything, remember that.""I will." The girl lined up another sh
A Present for Chibi: Birthday CakeDays are important. Days can stand for whole things. The passing of time uses days are markers for events. There are days for holidays, days for anniversaries, days for weddings, days for births and days for deaths. The days of the year can hold so much emotion and fill the heart with joy. It can also pull down that same heart with the weight of sadness.John Egbert is generally a cheery person. He loves to smile and make others laugh. The master prankster wants everyone to be happy and for that to happen he has to be happy as well. There are a lot of days that John is happy. His life is filled with days that make him smile and laugh and cover up the horrors of the game that gave birth to the world that he now shares with the trolls. Days mark the new world and all its events. But these same days remember events that happened a long time ago in a universe that is cold and dead.There are many days of the year in which John Egbert smiles.There is only one that makes him cry.-- gardenG
Worth the Kill? Chapter ThreeKarkat woke up first, there was a soft light filtering in through the blinds. He yawned and stretched, noticing John was still holding him tight. The troll smiled and pressed his head against the boy. 'Is this what having Matesprit feels like? This sense of safety?' He was really surprised that he felt so safe around John. There was something about the human boy that made him forget his fears, and feel relaxed. Something that he'd never experienced in his life. Karkat grabbed John careful to not wake him up and held on like he was going to disappear. 'He still could, everything I have disappears.' He clutched this person who he only met hours ago like he was the dearest thing he had. John had become the trolls only link, his only chance, at a peaceful life. He shivered at the thought of losing the boy, this amazing wonderful boy who sheltered him, even though he was a complete stranger, and a troll.John felt the troll shiver, he opened his eyes, "Oh, hey Karkat, are you ok?
Wings of a Worthless God Chapter ThreeThe warmth leaked from his body. His shirt became damp with your tears. You're not sure how long you sat there, sobbing over his body. Time seemed to stand still; your mind briefly flickered over to wonder if Dave or Aradia had stopped it for you, so you could cry forever. You looked up, trying to see through the water that gathered at your eyes. You could see the blurry figures of your friends, and the outlines of some of the trolls. Someone stepped forward and tried to tell you something; you screamed at them and returned to crying. Your whole body is shaking and you don't even remember summoning the wind that is swirling around you. It seems to by wailing along with you, rushing past your ears as you scream. During your breakdown you realize something, through your grief you come to a conclusion.You are pissed.No, you are beyond pissed words cannot describe your anger, or your hate.You stop crying. You stop screaming. The wind ceases, and the room goes quiet. You mumbl
Wings of a Worthless God Chapter FourJohn managed to drag Karkat back up the hill and into the small cave they turned into a makeshift shelter. He deposited his Matesprit on the small pile of blankets they had and looked over him worriedly. "Thank god," He exhaled the breath he had been holding when he saw Karkat's chest moving slowly up and down. The fire was dimming, barely crackling. John took off his jacket and shirt and threw them over Karkat. He knew it wasn't a lot, but it was better than nothing. Hurriedly he built back up the fire and left to search for rocks. There was a survival show he saw once that recommended heating rocks up and burying them in the sand to keep the body warm while sleeping.The wind was strikingly cold against his bare skin. "Leaving my jacket with Karkat probably wasn't the best idea
" John hiked through the snow; he mustered up the energy to combat the wind with his own, eventually being able to nullify the gusts around him. There was nothing to be found around the entrance of the ca
Repairing the Damage Chapter TwoKarkat moved away from the door and allowed the three humans inside. "Your master?" The blond girl asked cautiously stepping inside."Yes, John Egbert," he fell back and called to you, "John are these your friends?"You had just finished putting on your clothes when you entered the room and saw them, your friends, people you have waited years to see again. "Rose? Dave? Jade?" You could tell your eyes must have lit up and a smile spread across your face, "Oh my gosh!" You ran forward and hugged them all tightly, "It's been so long! I'm so glad you're here!" You released them and smiled wide. "I've missed you all so much!""We missed you too!" Jade said excitedly.Rose is still staring at Karkat, "John, I didn't know you had a troll. Are you watching him for someone?""No. He is my owner." Karkat answered instead.You moved over to Karkat and pushed him forward a bit, "Oh yeah! I should introduce him, this is Karkat!"Jade runs up and hugs him too, "Hi Karkat, I'm Jade!" Karkat just look