Wait...Who am I? | Fourth Wing Fanfiction |
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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.
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