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Kingdoms Falling

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"Dragnaple has no place for scrawny, malformed, spectacled, wanna-be heroes."

Meadow Grass isn't what most would consider a "normal" hero, and definitely not like the characters he reads about in his books. He stutters when he talks, tinkers instead of destroys, and is an absolutely lousy fighter. But, if there is one thing he's learned from his short time as a Defender, it's that heroes are never the ones everyone expects. And now he is going to have a chance to prove it.

Something's gone terribly wrong in Dragnaple. A new villain has escaped the Dark Realm and is brainwashing a ll of the tribes to become the evil versions of themselves. When that same darkness takes control of everyone on his team except him, he will have to find the courage inside of him to rise from the shadows, save the realms, and maybe discover himself along the way.
 
"If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing."  ~1st Corinthians 13: 1-3


A/N: Theme Song: "Saviors of the World" by Skillet.

//Book 2 in the Defenders series//All Rights Reserved

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My name carries weight, heavier than you might ever imagine. It is always associated with hatred, fear, and darkness-everything everyone expected me to be. One lesson I learned young is that it's better to be feared. But I was the one scared of him, of her, of their power and my own reflection. I've inherited his dark brown eyes-heavy, emotionless, and empty. I've got her curls, and hell, even her facial features. That's the worst part of me: seeing their creation reflected in my face. I am just another puppet, their biggest disappointment, yet still enough to lead when things get out of hand. Another year of classes, another year closer to my end-mentally and physically. Their whispers follow me everywhere, in every corner, as if I were the cause of all this, as if I had chosen it. Like hell, I would. By now, their ugly words no longer reach me. At least that's what I'm telling myself. My jaw always clenched, holding back any emotion, any words, any fists. I hate how they fear me and how they act around me, but, honestly, I'm even scared of myself. But it was better this way; someone closer than my arm's length would complicate things. Right? Right. Credit for Mattheo Riddle goes out to Yasemin and anything related to Harry Potter obviously to JK Rowling.💗 Her headcanons of him are mixed with mine a little. You always disagreed with popular Mattheo Riddle? Let me show you my version of Mattheo Riddle. Enjoy the read💞

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My name carries weight, heavier than you might ever imagine. It is always associated with hatred, fear, and darkness-everything everyone expected me to be. One lesson I learned young is that it's better to be feared. But I was the one scared of him, of her, of their power and my own reflection. I've inherited his dark brown eyes-heavy, emotionless, and empty. I've got her curls, and hell, even her facial features. That's the worst part of me: seeing their creation reflected in my face. I am just another puppet, their biggest disappointment, yet still enough to lead when things get out of hand. Another year of classes, another year closer to my end-mentally and physically. Their whispers follow me everywhere, in every corner, as if I were the cause of all this, as if I had chosen it. Like hell, I would. By now, their ugly words no longer reach me. At least that's what I'm telling myself. My jaw always clenched, holding back any emotion, any words, any fists. I hate how they fear me and how they act around me, but, honestly, I'm even scared of myself. But it was better this way; someone closer than my arm's length would complicate things. Right? Right. Credit for Mattheo Riddle goes out to Yasemin and anything related to Harry Potter obviously to JK Rowling.💗 Her headcanons of him are mixed with mine a little. You always disagreed with popular Mattheo Riddle? Let me show you my version of Mattheo Riddle. Enjoy the read💞