"How far would you go to save her?" "I'd die for her" The bond between Master and Padawan is unbreakable. The bond of true love is undeniable. Anakin Skywalker, the Hero With No Fear, is falling. His love for Padme and his fear of losing her is tearing him apart. The young Jedi Knight is drawing closer and closer to the Dark Side. Can he be saved? Kiara, the Shadow, is broken. Finally reappearing at the Jedi Temple after a mysterious disappearance upon the death of her Master, she refuses to, or cannot, speak. Scarred in body and soul, she is lost and hopeless. Can a new Master save her?

(Eric/OC) Tobias leaves more behind in Abnegation than just his father. When his little sister follows in his footsteps, he does what he can to keep her in Dauntless, and out of others' hands.

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)

Pandora is one of the last of a legendary race. Her kind lived hidden in the mountains for generations, but it did not last. An evil discovers them, killing all but a scattered few. She and a small band of others set out in hopes to find a safe haven with old allies of their kind, but things are very different now than they were in the tales of old.

"Davis, take her to the cage." Pan then turns and strides away. "Yes, sir," Davis replies while smirking at me. Despite my protests, he roughly grabs my arm and hauls me away from the group of boys and into the surrounding forest. I wait until I'm sure we are out of earshot before I make my move. I stamp on his foot hard. He winces and loosens his grip just enough for me to break free. I then kick him in his midsection causing him to lose his balance and snatch his spear away. I use the blade to slice the ropes binding my wrists and before Davis has time to call for help, I knock him out with one swing of the weapon. His unconscious form slumps to the ground and lays motionless at my feet. I grimace. He's going to have a huge lump on his head when he comes around. "Sorry Davis," I whisper and I take off into the woods. Peter Pan brought me to Neverland for a reason, but he's forgotten one very important detail. I've been here before.

Surviving the Shift was one thing. Now Peter and Catherine face a new challenge when Catherine's mother, Morgana, sends her precious shadow to fetch her daughter. Catherine is then forced to return to the land she swore she would never look back at and memories from her past begin to overwhelm her, dredging up feeling she believed were long burried. Will Catherine be able to overcome the heartbreak of her past and be willing to finally share her pain or will Morgana succeed in destroying her daughter entirely?

You've heard the beginning of my story, and here it continues. I find myself in another world, one much darker and more hostile than the one in which I had grown accustomed to and adored. In my search for the man with whom I am in love, I am again faced with choices. Choices that could change the entire course of Narnian history, as well as my own. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sequel to "By the Lion's Mane." Narnia fanfiction. Part TWO of THREE.

It is likely that you have heard the stories of a wonderful land in another world, a land called Narnia. And if you have, you have probably also heard of the four Pevensies, who discovered the land of Narnia by stumbling through a wardrobe. You would have read of the wonderful adventures they had in there, and how they became great kings and queens of Narnia, legendary rulers of their own country. But you have not heard of me, and my part in those same adventures. For my name is Rose, and I was merely a young girl lost in the turmoil of the second World War. But I also found that country, and through my actions, I affected the entire course of Narnian history. My story is one of love and beauty, of evil and the poison of hate, of adventures and journeys into the unkown, of the love of two rulers, of great battles and golden eras of peace. My story is one of unrequited love and frustration, of friendship and great sacrifice, and of many choices one is forced to make throughout life, whether they choose right or wrong. And this is where it begins. ~Part ONE of THREE~

Here you will find the conclusion to my story. Separated for good from the only man I will ever love and carrying his child, I must make my place in Narnia. I must choose what I think is best for both myself and the one I will bring into the world, but whether that choice is best for the rest of Narnia remains to be seen... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part THREE of THREE Sequel to "By the Lion's Mane: The Call" and conclusion of the "By the Lion's Mane" series

The next Choosing Ceremony is rapidly approaching, and the entirety of Chicago are preparing for the upcoming event. For the existing members of Dauntless, things are already changing daily and Jac finds herself in the middle of some big changes. She has to sacrifice the things that she already knows and does for the sake of the people she loves, as well as stumbling upon the biggest dilemma she's had to face yet. Torn between what she knows is right, the people that want her to do wrong, the people she loves and the people that she wants to save, Jac has to make the biggest decision of her life, even if it causes more pain.