Ivy has read Fourth Wing an unhealthy number of times. So when she wakes up at Basgiath War College-in Violet Sorrengail's year, no less-she knows three things: 1. The parapet is a nightmare. 2. People are going to die. 3. She is absolutely not built for this. She's not the heroine. She's not important. She's just a girl with way too much spoiler knowledge and zero plot armor. Her new plan? Survive the Riders Quadrant. Don't interfere with canon. Avoid main-character drama. Unfortunately, she immediately befriends Bodhi-who is clever enough to notice she keeps predicting things and annoying enough to ask questions. Now Ivy has to survive dragons, deadly trials, and the consequences of knowing how the story is supposed to go. Because changing fate is one thing. Surviving it is another.

What if Fen Riorson had another child, one that was sent away during the rebellion to live outside of Navarre? What if that child bonded to a gryphon and then a dragon? Guess you'll have to see.... In the dark heart of Basgiath, Hallie's return detonates like a thunderclap, rupturing the fragile peace she labored to build. She hungers for solitude, craves the tranquil embrace of her gryphon, yet fate cruelly intercedes. The brother she mourned as eternally lost emerges from the shadows, a savior from a nightmare that mocks belief. Hurling her back into a realm, she desperately fled, Hallie confronts a twisted reality where certainty withers like leaves in a storm. Each shadow conceals menace, and each face masks a potential betrayer. Join Hallie on her harrowing journey through this maelstrom of chaos, where every step forward plunges her deeper into the abyss, where the line between survival and oblivion blurs with each heartbeat. ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● The boy gasps and stares at me hard, his dark eyes breaking down every barrier I have ever built. "Hallie?" How does he know that? "Who the fuck are you?" I say as he reaches out for me. Vomryra lunges at him sensing my fear, but the man easily controls the shadows and holds her mid-air with them. He looks at me his eyebrows furrowed deeply. "Holy shit, it is you." He paces back and forth before finally answering my earlier question. "It's me, Xaden Riorson, your brother." DISCLAIMER: ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO REBBECCA YARROS (I do own some characters and events.) Best Rankings: #1 Gryphons #1 Fire Away #20 Liam #18 Violet #3 Imogen #6 Hallie #3 Iron Flame #3 Xaden #2 Basgiath #4 RebbeccaYarros #16 Siphon #21 Fourth Wing

The fourth wing fanfiction: the story of Mallory Riorson the little sitter of the famous Xaden Riorson. When I was a little girl I was hoping to going the Healer Quadrant. Now being the dauther of the great betrayer, I don't have that chose, I have to joind the Ridre Quadrant like every marked kid, it was the deal, or we will die, not like this college wasn't a death trape.