Cinder and Cress undercover (from my Lunar Investigations story idea)

Alpha - A Wolflet Playlist

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i. red - tayor swift | ii. decode - paramore | iii. breath of life - florence + the machine | iv. love me like you do - ellie goudling | v. animal - neon trees | vi. on the way down - ryan cabrera | vii. broken - seether | viii. demons - imagine dragons | ix. safe and sound - landon austin (ft. ellie swisher)

Tunes from the Rampion - A second-era playlist related to the plights and endeavors of the passengers of the Rampion, expertly crafted by Captain Carswell Thorne with help from Iko.

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i. space cowboy [yippy-yi-yay] - *nsync | ii. radioactive - imagine dragons | iii. fly me to the moon - frank sinatra | iv. i love it (i don’t care) - icona pop | v. we’re not gonna take it - twisted sister | vi. royals - lorde | vii. starships - nicki minaj | viii. stayin’ alive - bee gees | ix. when you wish upon a star - linda ronstadt | x. counting stars - onerepublic

By theenchantress101

Here is the continuation of my Net Drama fic with Scarlet and Wolf meeting their counterparts. Enjoy :D

“Scarlet, I’d like you to meet Sybil,” the producer said, gesturing at a girl with clearly dyed bright red hair.

“Well, that’s ironic,” Scarlet muttered. Wolf snorted.

She stalked over to the girl. Scarlet was going to hate this. The only reason she agreed was because Wolf convinced her. He seemed to have a soft spot for Cress.

“Hi, I’m Scarlet,” she said, sticking out her hand, trying to make the best of a horrible situation. She glanced up at Scarlet from her nails, and stretched out her fingers.

“No thanks, I just got a manicure,” Sybil said in response to Scarlet’s outstretched hand. Scarlet withdrew her hand.

She rolled back and forth on the balls of her feet for a few moments before trying to start another conversation.

“So, um… do you want to… get some food…?” Scarlet tried to form a coherent sentence.

“No thanks. I’m on a diet. Those carbs will really screw with my calorie intake.”

“Would you like some fruit…?” Scarlet cursed herself as she comprehended what she just said. Sybil gave her a weird look.

“Are you crazy? There is sugar in fruit. Do you know how bad sugar is for you?”

Well… that is not the reaction she was expecting. Sybil continued.

“Well, clearly you don’t know.” Scarlet’s mouth dropped. Did she actually say that to her? Scarlet’s fist clenched. For the first time that day, she was glad that they were told to leave all of their metals and valuables at the door. Otherwise, Scarlet would have been very tempted to use one of her metal valuables right then.

Scarlet realized just how truly ironic this meeting was. Sybil Mira had captured her for an incredibly long amount of time and put her through immeasurable torture. And this Sybil had done the same thing. In fact, Scarlet decided, this was worse than when the thaumaturge kidnapped her. At least then she had Winter.

Now, as she to looked around to try to get someone to save her, no one paid her any attention. They all seemed to be having their own problems.

Cinder look like she was about to cry. Kai just looked confused. Wolf just looked like an innocent pup that had no idea what was going on. Cress looked scared as she watched Thorne and some other guy, Thorne looking like he was about to murder someone, Winter look furious, and Jacin looked like he was going to break his jaw from clenching his teeth so hard. What a team.

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“Ze’ev, your ‘counterpart’ is that man sitting on a chair in the corner, Winston.” Wolf trudged over to the corner.

He nodded, “Sup.”

Winston opened his eyes and smiled lightly. (Why were his eyes closed?) “Hello, Ze’ev.”

“You can call me Wolf.” Winston’s expression stayed the same as he patted the seat beside him. Wolf did his best to squeeze into his half of the small loveseat.

“So, Ze’ev, tell me your story.” Wolf was confused.

“I mean, I’m a Lunar Special Operative. There’s not much else to the story before Scar came along. I always did what I was told before I was sent on this mission to find this girl’s grandmother’s secrets. But then I met Scar and I couldn’t imagine hurting her in any way.

“So I pretended that I didn’t have a mission and tried to help her find her Grand’Mere. Naturally I was found out, and then the attacks on Paris happened when I almost hurt Scar, and I knew that I could never go back to them. Not when they were trying to hurt the only person who hadn’t treated me like crap when they realized what I really was. So then I decided to help Cinder- Princess Selene- overthrow Levana.

“Then when Scar was captured by one of Levana’s goons, I realized how important she had become to me. Without her, my whole routine was ruined; nothing was as fun, as fulfilling without her. Even tomatoes, the things that originally brought us together didn’t taste as good as they usually did. So when I saw her again after she escaped, it was one of the best moments of my life.

“Then during a protest, my mother-” Wolf took a deep breath, “-my mother was killed as a demonstration to Lunar rebels. Thankfully, her death wasn’t in vain. She became a martyr; she was the spark that set off the kindling that had been gathering for a long time. Without her, we might not have gotten the support of the people.

“Then during the final battle, when the Lunar scientists had made me even more of a monster, I somehow managed to stay in control. They had mangled me on the outside, but their hold on my mind had seemed to weaken. I managed not to hurt any of the ‘good guys’ and we came back down to Earth. And here we are.” Wolf finished his story and looked at Winston.

“Now, Ze’Ev, you said something about how you managed not to kill anyone you cared about, I’m wondering, do you have problems like this normally?”

“You mean, do I have any problems not killing people in outbursts of anger?” Winston nodded. “I guess sometimes because of the mutation, but I’ve learned to control it.”

Winston puzzled over this for a moment. “And how have you learned to control your anger?” Wolf opened his mouth to answer but Winston continued. “Have you tried deep breathing? From the view of a man with little to no anger-management issues, I would highly support it. I have found that, for me, it calms me down considerably, as well as slowing my heart rate.”

TLC Shipweeks - Week 1: Non-Themed

A text message conversation between Jacin and Winter. Here is some backstory of sorts to understand this convo. - Jacin is in his first year of college. He is going to a school that’s in a place where it snows alot. - Winter is in her junior year of highschool. - Winter and Jacin went to the same high school. Since Jacin is two years older than Winter he graduated to year before Winter (When he was in 11th grade she became a freshman and when he was in 12th grade she was in 10th). - When he says that the whole school knows how he feels about her is because she is popular and he was popular too so everyone knows who he is. And he was always at her side i.e. the whole school knowing about his feelings even though he is no longer in high school. 

(sorry for the long explanation I just thought i needed t o explain some things)

Based on these scenes:

“‘Hey, Trouble,’ he said, leaning his head back against the dial. With that, the terror from the past weeks slipped away.”

“She glanced back at Jacin, who was eyeing the guard with distrust. No surprise. He eyed everyone with distrust. ‘I fear tomorrow will be even more difficult for you, Sir Clay. Do try to think of me when you can.’ ‘Try, Princess?’ He smirked up at her. ‘I can’t seem to think of much else.’”