Octavia's Quest

My name is Ariana, but lately everyone around me had been calling me Black. That's what they call me. That color they labeled me with means nothing to me. It's Ironic since I am the complete opposite of it. I have snowy white hair and blue eyes. Why did they give me that name then? I don't know but I am tired of taking that from them. I'm leaving and hopefully my life get's a little more enjoyable. I am not going to be the black stain for anyone. No more. Today I am free. -THIS IS NOT A SEQUEL, JUST AN EDITED VERSION.- I do not under any circumstances own Harry Potter or the world of Harry Potter. J.K Rowling does. I am just a fan making my own representation of the story that we came to know and love.

"Who are you?" I asked, still left in the shock and scared state that came over me when gunshots were heard. I look up to his face which was hidden behind a dark shadow and bit my lips as silence fell between us. "Who I am is none of your business," he said in a cold, husky voice that somehow caused me to shiver. A frown made it's way onto my face as I looked at the mysterious man who refused to tell me who he is. He stood tall in front of me as we fell into silence again but only for a few seconds before he began to slowly move towards me. His face slowly being exposed to the light, giving me a glimpse of his icy grey eyes. "let's go" he spoke again before turning around. I hesitated a bit before turning around and for some reason followed behind him. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Ariana is a 26-year-old young lady, employed at a famous bar in New York City. She loves her job to her heart and counts it as a blessing since it helps in paying her bills. So everything was going quite well in her life, except for the fact that her boss hated her, but apart from that she was okay and everything was going well...but all of that came to an end on one specific night when she found herself in the arms of danger after encountering a mysterious yet dangerous man, who had also happen to have a lot of enemies. And since she had encountered him, she had been targeted as a worker for him and so she was promised that her life will be protected by the mysterious man as a returned favor for her saving his life. She has now entered a world where chaos, lies, hurt, death and truth reside and will find herself in a place where though decisions are thrown at her. So, What will she do when she's being chased down by enemies that seek to take her innocent life? Can she trust a man, she never knew, to protect her? Can she....survive? There's only one way to find out...

My name was once Mia Elizabeth Vauthier. I was the princess of a great land where wolves, grander than any other creature shifted freely between animal and man. Where nature and its inhabitants lived together in an uninterrupted harmony. Where the supernatural was not abhorred by those arrogant beings that called themselves humans. Here the supernatural was just as part of nature as the trees and the grass, just as the Goddess had wished it to be. Since the day of my birth, I had been the envy of all the land. I would be powerful I would be great I would be blessed by the Goddess... Or so they had thought. When I was meant to shed my fragile human skin and flow smoothly in the Goddess' blessed creature of the night, I did not. It did not happen when I was sixteen, or seventeen, or eighteen. The shock had been like steaming water, trickling down the naked skin, tearing skin as it went leaving ugly marks that could never be removed. I became stained. The Princess who was an omega and not just an omega, a wolfless omega. An empty shell, a box with no contents, a heart with no blood. Just an empty vessel. I wished so desperately to fill the empty space with something worth more than the haunting echoes of what should have been but that was not my fate. Instead the once beloved princess I was cast aside, thrust into a tower with no promise of a prince to rescue me. The only dragon that guarded me was my own mind, a sharp weapon which would slowly poison me. I thought nothing could save me... Perhaps it is still too late.

"The sun, the warmth, it was like a blanket. A beautiful, bright, blanket that burned. Burned, my demons away, brightening my darkness." A smile that was received in a large family hug. These were my people, and I planned to die if it meant they were safe. My eyes flicked to the camera in the corner, a deadly look glazed over my eyes as I didn't blink. The Mountain Men knew nothing about me. Though they are going to wish they did. And the only thing they do know, is one small and simple truth. I am Dangerous. "Pers." Clarke's hiss tickled my ear as I snapped my head in her direction, my eyebrow raised at her as she called me by my forbidden name. "Atlys." She sassed as she stood from her chair. The action making me realize everyone was doing the same thing. "Time for a bed time story." I smirked as I stood taking one more swig of my refilled water glass and looked to Clarke. "Lead the way, Your Highness." The 100 Fanfic, I own no rights to the show nor characters except the ones I create. enjoy. Also rating this as mature because there are some choice words that help build the character as she is kind of a badass. Shoot. Lol perfect example. And she is a cursing machine because she didn't learn her manners. Season 2 : Persphyni Series : I am Dangerous

(Complete) Folkelore Prequel "Stepping out of the carriage, I take a moment to let the flashbacks pass. So many memories surrounding this palace. And the man who owns it." Octavia never wanted to be the bad guy. She didn't ask for a ruthless father, or to be his right hand soldier. Still, she's sent on mission after mission, searching for the same thing. Power. Will her father's greed get her killed, or will it get her everything she ever dreamed of? ** note: this story does have some mentions of violence, abuse, war, and death. They are not gory or graphic, but they do play a role in the story and can't really be skipped. **

"How you holding up?" "You know. Just stuck in here." "Just one more day and I won't have to worry about your damn sarcasm." "Be quiet, you love me." I headed out of the drop ship, looking up to the darkening sky. Thunder rolling as the dark clouds approached. A storm was coming, in more ways than one. "Who the hell are you?" Well that's one way to ask for someone's name. "You could ask a little nicer asshole." "I can feel you rolling your eyes at me." "You know me so well." She couldn't hold in her scream. I crawled because this twisted, horrid nightmare had made me unable to stand. I crawled to her until I was in the spotlight and could see the floor underneath me. I heard the crack of the whip, but before it could hit her, I managed to jump around her and in front of it. Falling backwards as I tried to avoid the swing but also not let the girl get hit. And when my back made contact with hers, I fell. And continued to fall. "It's just very, what's the word. Size appropriate." "Easy, Shadow. Let's take a look at it." "What part of, go float yourself, did you not get, Fake?" The 100 Fanfic, I own no rights to the show nor characters except the ones I create. enjoy. Also rating this as mature because there are some choice words that help build the character as she is kind of a badass. Shoot. Lol perfect example. And she is a cursing machine because she didn't learn her manners. Season 1 : Persphyni Series : I am Darkness Quick Hype Up: •highest rankings• #1 - the100 #1 - BellamyBlake #1 - OctaviaBlake #1 - JohnMurphy #1 - ClarkeGriffin #1 - MontyGreen #1 - JasperJordan

Hi my name is Autumn Raine. I'm a five from Allens and the Selection form has just come in. Wish me luck. Hey guys, I'm going to be changing this story a little bit to fit with my Living in Stories series. Hi, my name is Rosabella. I'm your average fangirl, but I can story hop... it's weird but this magic was passed down to me when my grandmother passed away. At that moment I couldn't read, but now I can, and I can place myself in the book, or movie. the only downside to this is I have to stay the time, and unless the book grants me anything, I'm powerless. (Her name, and looks can and will change)

Rebel kom Trikru one day finds a girl in the river who she learns to be Octavia kom Skaikru. At first she is weary of her, refusing to say even her name. Soon there will be a spark that blossoms into a love that she finds herself having to fight for. Even if it means doing something unthinkable... *** "I thought you were my wife" She says, evil in her eyes "I married Octavia kom Skaikru, not whatever this evil is" I say before leaving. "You can't stay away forever Rebel...you always come back" I stop at the door, my hand on the handle. "You know...I will come back, because that's what you do when you love someone...but at this rate I don't know how many more times I can come back" I say, then leave Octavia, mouth open not knowing how to reply to what I have said.

"Why are you all looking at me with such long faces?" I question slyly. Everyone looked at me with hate. He motions with his hand, soon more guards come piling in. Their guns were filled with wooden stacks, coated with sorrel and perilla. I roll my eyes. "How dumb have you become, dear? Don't you know a tribrid like me can't be killed?" I laugh shortly. "What is it you want, Octavia?" He questions, glaring at me, holding his glass of champagne tightly. I smile, "Sweetie, you know exactly why I'm here. I've come for what's mine, hand it over so I don't have to kick your ass in front of all these people." The crowds start laughing, along with him. His deep laugh echoed through the room. "What makes you think you can beat me? What can a little thing like you do?" I take a tray from the nearest waiter and grab the last glass of champagne, downing it. Sighing, I wipe my mouth, dropping the glass, allowing it to shatter on the ground. I hold the tray tightly, I throw it like a frisbee, slicing the head of a guard clean off. The tray sticks in the wall, while the head slowly falls off the tray. "Now?" I ask sweetly, feeling my eyes glow. "That good enough for you?" ↞⍥↠ Octavia Lycan has been searching for answers her entire life, well what she can remember of it. The one thing that she craves to have more than anything is memories. Memories of who she was, what she was. She's been on a mission to find these memories for centuries, and nothing is stopping her from getting her what she wants. Not the MC. Not her anger getting the better of her actions. Not the British vampire who calls her love. And especially not the human who she can't get out of her head. With new allies joining her brigade and new information coming into the light, Octavia is going to have to face it all. If she hopes to keep her family safe and get her memories back... But at what cost? (UNEDITED)

I was born with the name Breeze, but I don’t go by that now. I go by Eagle. I started out here at the age six, then my sisters death occurred. I didn’t know who did it, heck no one did. Ten years went by and I officially went to high school. That’s the year my life changed. My mother was drugged to think that she was a lunatic, so she killed her self at will. Then I was left with the only person left in my immediate family. My father. Over the course of the next two moths I would possess the ability of transferring to another dimension, chaining into an eagle and then the long pain full process of gaining my Gryphon. I would learn the truth about everything, and avenged the ones who needed to be avenged. So I vowed to kill the people who deserved to die. Heres how it all started. Here's how I figured out who I really was. Sweet Murder.