Welcome to the Wattpad Block Party - Winter Edition III!
Round FIVE of this popular event is coming your way the entire month of February 2017 and it's going to be epic! The invites have started to roll out and everyone from your all time favo...
Welcome back in the Federation! We haven't finished Black Veins yet, but don't worry: this won't involve Ella Parker.
Instead of going to New Chicago, we'll pay another metropolis a visit. I assume you have never been to Second Seattle before (the name... I still don't know how I got such a gruesome idea in the first place).
This short story is related to the Chaos trilogy, but won't contain any spoilers (though there's this one thing... I'm curious whether someone sees it).
And to keep it close. The song for the book (I know it's silly, but I can't stop thinking of Ella and... and the person I won't call here due to the spoiler alert when I hear this –and belief me, I have broken the replay button).
Here's our villain: Gwen Aren, who's delighted to show the places to be in Second Seattle.
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"I don't think he's the kind you save. He's the kind you stop."
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One building towered over all the others and allowed me to see the suburbs of Second Seattle, where the bulb of light slowly faded into darkness. Surrounded by forests and lakes, Second Seattle could only be reached by hovercraft. That hadn't stopped me, when I had figured out that it was time to leave the small village I had destroyed.
So here I was on top of the tallest building of Second Seattle, mocking the Federation with my presence. The mere fact that I was alive was already annoying them –though I preferred to call myself a criminal.
It was all a matter of definitions –heroes, villains, criminals, there really wasn't a difference. Staring at the lights of Second Seattle, I tried to figure out whether I preferred being Gwen the villain or Gwen the criminal.
Something about the big city lured me, attracted and mesmerized me. Something in the way so many lives were started and ended here, something in the way the chaos was uncontrollable and I was most whimsical of them all.
