A place to post my fanfic for people. I’ve already shared a fanfic I posted in another thread which I’ll post below.
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Finished a small story about two Zygons meeting each other and bonding over some shared experiences.
Zygon story
I was wandering around the street with no clear direction. I tried to avoid large crowds of humans to not be noticed. If they did then it would cause a lot of alarm which I wanted to avoid. After a few minutes of wandering around I turned into a small alleyway that lead to a deserted area.
I bumped into something. “Sorry,” Someone said in a different language which I could somehow understand.
It took me a second to understand who spoke. It was another Zygon which shocked me. There wasn’t a lot of Zygons just wandering around the streets and definitely very few of them that are in their proper forms.
“It’s fine” I signed.
They looked startled and didn’t speak for a bit. “You’re young. What are you doing here?” They said looking down at me.
“I’m just wandering around.”
“You can understand me then?” They said. I nodded. “You’re the only one that I’ve met that is able to. It’s been lonely,” They said, “Are you lost?”
“Yes,”
“Come with me. I have a place where it’s safe,” They said.
“What’s your name?”
“Strasar.”
I followed them to an apartment building which looked run down. There were scratches on the building and no vehicles were around. We headed inside, went up a flight of stairs and wandered a hallway until we got to a certain room. The Zygon opened the door and we headed inside. The room was dark with a few lamps providing the only lights. They closed the door behind me.
It was hard to see where I was going so I bumped into a lot of things. I found an armchair that was next to a nightstand that had a lamp. I looked down at the cushion for a few minutes before seeing a glass appear. Looking up the Zygon was offering me a glass of water which I took. I set it down on the nightstand after a few seconds.
“What happened? You’re badly hurt.” I was covered in a bunch of injuries which were rather new. There was an argument that turned physical right before I bumped into the Zygon.
I told them what happened. About what started the argument, the commander getting mad at me and how my friends tried to defend me but ended up getting injured. When I finished there was a few seconds of silence before they spoke.
“That sucks. He doesn’t sound like he’s the nicest. A similar thing happened to me when I was outcasted from them. Cuts everywhere,” They responded.
They showed me their left arm. I froze. There was a gash running from their wrist to their elbow along with a bunch of scars.
“Didn’t mean to scare you. Everyone has that same reaction. Can I?” They said.
I put my left arm out which they took to examine. I flinched a bit. They moved their hand away.
“Were there any other incidents before or was it isolated?” I signed. There was a moment silence. I was nervous that they wouldn’t respond.
“It happened throughout my entire life. No one wanted to be close to me. Not even when I was a child. They thought I was a freak. I was quiet at the time. Threatened me as a child and as an adult. At least you have some friends.”
I felt bad for them. I told them that the other younglings and I get along. That we always have been. They knew that I was different but they didn’t care. I tried to tell them about Scorpio, an adult who hated me more than the rest. He was the one that was mostly responsible for teasing me which was more like bullying. I’m not the one to give up and let people get the best of me. I couldn’t understand why he hates me so much and how the commander, the one in charge let him do what he did. Either he didn’t realize it or chose to ignore it completely. I tried to say that I felt bad for them. I hoped that they would see what I was trying to say. I added in something near the end.
“You’re very kind. I can see why the others like you,” They said, “I hated Scorpio as well. He was always making fun of me. I shouted at them and called them bad names. They couldn’t understand me and that was an advantage. I stayed away from them as a child. I don’t know why he hated me so much. I threatened him and he threatened that he was going tell them to outcast me. I hated him ever since.” I titled my head. He never changes. He was mean then and he’s mean now. Why did he tell the commander what they said?
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Very nice! I’ll give these a read eventually
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This was a great read!
Keep it up
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it
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Excerpt from a fanfic that I’m not sure I’m going to finish. It’s a 12 and Clara fic and this takes place after a surprise attack.
Excerpt
They were in a room full of medical equipment and some hospital beds against the walls. There were two people on the beds. An old man with curly gray hair and a young woman with shoulder-length brown hair. Doctors were examining them and doing tests. A doctor was walking towards the two people and noticed the man was slowly gaining conscious. They placed a needle in the woman’s hand to draw blood and pulled it out a few seconds later. They headed to a counter with vials and put the blood in it before walking to a machine to analyze it. There was a small moment of silence before the man aroused from his sleep. He sat up feeling a bit drowsy.
“You’re awake. There’s been some…injuries. You might be able to tell that already,” An Irziell doctor said to the man after noticing him awake.
The man was trying to move his hand but found it difficult to move it smoothly. It kept moving an inch before stopping.
“There’s been some serious damage to the bones in your right hand because of a rare ability from the Qieq’ars bullets so we’ve had to take some measures to repair them. It’s happened to both of you. She’s taken most of the damage but it’s nothing serious,” They went on, “It’s in the same area as yours.”
He was trying to contemplate this information and was a bit shocked to say anything. He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to grab her hand but a doctor pushed it away. His hand rested on her arm instead. They were doing something to it which he didn’t quite follow. He wondered whether that was due to his shock or whether he genuinely had no idea what was happening.
It felt like ages before she started to stir. The man noticed that her arm was moving and he smiled slightly for a second before turning his attention back to the situation.
Her eyes were starting to open and he put his arm to the side. She didn’t move for a few seconds before sitting on the edge. An Irziell explained the situation to her. There was a moment of silence.
“Are you okay?” The man said to her quietly. She shook her head.
“Ah. That might be a side effect of your body reacting to the changes. It should wear off,” The same Irziell doctor said, “You should take a rest before going back in given the circumstances.” Both of them knew that and they were going to do that regardless.
It was a few moments before the man spoke. “So…interesting day isn’t it?” She shrugged. “It could’ve been worse,” He went on.
She gave him a look. “What?” The man asked.
He kept making small talk but she kept giving silent responses.
“I feel like I’m about to throw up,” She said quietly and waited a few seconds, “You’re not that great at small talk.”
“I’m trying,” He said.
She gave him one of her smiles that she often gave him when he said something embarrassing or when he’s proven wrong. “I can go back while you stay here until your ready. If that’s fine with you.”
She nodded. The man stood up and glanced at her before leaving the room.
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I love this!
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Any feedback on what I can do to improve it? I know I said I probably won’t finish it but just in case I do it would be nice to have some.
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Something you can do to make your writing sing more - and please don’t take this as me calling your writing bad, you can disregard if you like - but something that elevates writing is consciously trying to vary sentence length a little more. It takes a little practice, but it can do a lot to elevate the atmosphere of writing to consciously think about how you want the reader to feel and vary sentence lengths and structures accordingly.
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