Wyrmy Fanfiction Contest

[Suntail]

Suntail, that was funny and sweet! Good job!

Thank you Sandy~~! ^^ I'm glad you liked it ^o^

[Briar_Rose]

Author Note: This is about Caryssa-jp’s unregistered Albino Shrieker from MFF (who she told me she wanted to name Albus) and Arazia’s registered Growler, Skadi.


Skadi squiggled forward, struggling to keep up with the rest of the pack. She was determined though; she lurched forward and surged to the front of the group. She reached the edge of the mountain before any other growlers. Skadi breathed heavily, taking a much-needed short break.

“I don’t know how you do that, Skadi,” one of the other growlers piped up.

“That’s what happens when you’re the best,” Skadi smirked.

“Yeah, just you wait. You better watch your back. Soon I’ll be the front of the pack,” retorted the growler.

“Those are fighting words. You wanna go? I didn’t just earn these scars by chickening out of a fight.” Skadi merped energetically, a passion in her eyes.

“Nah wouldn’t want to mess with someone covered in spots. They might be contagious,” the growler teased hurtfully.

Skadi’s energy was immediately shot down. It hurt. She quickly recovered ready to make him regret saying those words.

Before Skadi could reply, Skadi’s father, Beagan Laoch appeared. The other growlers quickly squiggled away before Beagan could say anything about the encounter.

“You know you don’t have to defend me like that. I’m not a baby you know,” Skadi rolled her eyes at her dad.

“You will always be my little girl,” Beagan cooed. “Lets go back to the cave. It’s almost time for dinner.”

Skadi and Beagan squiggled home, talking about their day and worrying about the upcoming future. Just as they were arriving home, Skadi smelled the odor of freshly slewed insect. Skadi squiggled forward quickly, eager for a tasty meal.

“Slow down honey. How was your day?” Antigone chirped.

“Eh, it’s okay. Boys were teasing me but whatever, they’re lame anyway.” Skadi replied between mouthfuls of cricket.

“Oh,” said Antigone slightly disheartened. “Have any of the other growlers been floofing for you, my dear? You know you’re getting almost to that age; you might want to start considering some of their courtships.”

Skadi shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Oh, none of their efforts really impressed me,” Skadi lied. Truth was, more often then not, the other growlers made fun of her for her unusual spotting. They didn’t really understand. Most other growlers just had beign white or scarring.

“I need to get some air,” Skadi said, abruptly standing up. Skadi walked out of the cave and started climbing further up the mountain. “Why do I have to always be the odd one?” Skadi thought aimlessly.

Skadi squiggled onward paying little attention to where she was going, too preoccupied with her thoughts to notice she was no longer in growler territory. She trudged forward, arguing whether she was to blame or if it was those mean growler boys’ fault for making her feel this way.

By now, the sun had quickly set around her. Skadi was far from home by the time she had cooled down enough to gather her bearings.

“Where am I?” Skadi said out loud to no one. At least she thought to no one.

At night, many of the larger wyrms and predators prowled in the darkness. While Skadi wasn’t one to back down from a fight, she knew better than to intentionally pick a fight with a larger predator.

Skadi squiggled through the wooded mountainside in search of shelter. Skadi first came across what appeared to be a nice looking moss hide. Out popped a rather annoyed and tired looking Moss Hoarder with a look saying, “get lost” on his face. She quickly moved on. Next Skadi found a comfy looking burrow she could sleep in for the night. As soon as she got comfy, a stubborn looking Tunneler poked his head out.

“Hey, clearly you’re not around from here kid, but you can’t stay here. We got a way things work around here,” the Tunneler fussed.

Looking dejected and feeling really tired, Skadi reluctantly squiggled out in search for a place she could call home for the night. Trying to take in her surroundings, she decided it would be safest to stay in a cave for the night and climb back down the mountain in the morning.

Finally Skadi came across what appeared to be an abandoned looking cave. She crashed down without a pause and fell asleep quickly.

A few hours blinked by; Skadi was awoken with a startling rustling noise.
“Who goes there?” Skadi said, trying her best to floof up to scare off anyone who might be there. “I’ll bite you, don’t think I won’t!” Skadi shouted, trying to reassure herself more than the intruder.

“Calm your fur down. No one’s gonna hurt you,” an anonymous wyrm replied.

“Who are you?” Skadi quickly broached after recovering herself.

“The name’s Albus. You?” he replied nonchalantly.

“Skadi. Why don’t you come out of the shadows? I don’t know what you even look like. You have the advantage of already seeing me.”

“Actually, I don’t,” Albus retorted coolly.

“Of course you did! You knew I was all floofed and ruffled looking,” she said hotheadedly.

“I’m blind. Living in the dark does that to you. Oh yeah and being albino doesn’t help either.” Albus said calmly. “And besides, it heightens all your other senses. Since I don’t rely on light for seeing, I own the night. It belongs to me. I’ve been following you for the past several hours before you came back to my cave. Man, do you stink. I know growlers are meant for their fighting skills, but I didn’t think that meant they were so busy practicing that they didn’t have time for bathing or preening. Additionally, you were so loud, I thought a herd of elephants were stampeding through the woods.”

“Listen here you, you don’t get to tell me about my life and how to live it. And I didn’t even know this cave belonged to you,” Skadi said now almost screaming.

“Well now you do. Leave,” said Albus curling up and closing his eyes.

Skadi stormed out of the cave. Nighttime or not, she was not going to hang around here anymore. How dare that arrogant wyrm tell her she stank? She sniffed; admittedly, she had seen better days and could use a good preening. She squiggled back toward what she thought was the direction of home.

Without realizing it, Skadi was being watched by a very large pair of eyes. At that very moment, a very large hawk was watching as Skadi was quickly approaching a dead end, the perfect spot to trap defenseless prey. The hawk dove in.

The hawk was quick, but Albus was quicker. Just as talons were bared, Albus let out a very loud shriek, temporarily stunning the hawk. In the hawk’s moment of confusion, Albus’s stinger came full force directly into the hawk. The hawk fluttered away in a dazed confusion, unsure of what just happened.

The hawk wasn’t the only one confused. Skadi’s head was spinning, trying to take in what just happened. Even with being able to see in the pale moonlight, she wasn’t sure she knew what happened. One second there were terrifyingly sharp talons bared and the next was the loudest shriek she had ever heard. The rest happened so quickly; it was all just a blur to her. A moment later, Skadi caught the glimmer of something white, shining in the moonlight. It wasn’t just white, it was dazzling white fur. It was Albus.

“Albus, is that you?” Skadi asked as her mouth dropped open.

“Yeah, it’s me. I can’t believe you’d be so stupid to wander alone at night.”

“Wander alone?! Excuse me! You’re the egotistical jerk who told me to leave! It’s your fault I…” Skadi’s voice drifted off. It was Albus’s fault she was still alive. He saved her. But how did he know she’d be in trouble?

Skadi’s voice lower further. “How did you… you know… know I’d be in trouble?”

“Oh,” Albus blushed feverishly. “I’m… I was just worried about you. I know I’m not the easiest to get along with. I tend to push people away. Most people don’t really get to know me. They see the albino white fur and make their judgments,” Albus breathed. “You seemed different. You didn’t leave because I was an abomination. You left because I was a jerk.”

Albus paused, letting Skadi absorb all he was saying. She seemed puzzled trying to make heads and tails of it all.

“After you left, I realized it was almost dusk. The predators need the smallest amount of light to pick out their prey. I was worried of… losing you…” Albus drifted off.

“You were afraid of losing me?” Skadi’s head rushed. She could hardly make heads or tails of what she was feeling. Her head was rushing even more. What did this mean? She had never had someone have feelings for her.

“I have to go,” Skadi blurted out. She squiggled home leaving Albus standing there in the breaking sun.

Skadi squiggled home as fast as she could. She was sure that her parents would be worried. She had been out all night without telling them where she was. Heck, she barely knew where she was. She couldn’t deal with these feelings right now. She didn’t even know what she was feeling.

Without realizing it, she was back at her own cave. She was home.

“Skadi!” her mother burst out. “Where have you been? We were terrified something happened to you!”

“Mom! It’s okay; I’m okay. I had a run in with a hawk,” Skadi mumbled.

“A hawk?!?! What happened? How did you manage that?! How did you survive?” Antigone was now almost in tears.

“Albus. He saved me.”

“Albus? Who’s that?” replied Antigone looking puzzled.

“He’s a… he’s a shrieker.” Skadi just realized exactly what happened. It was Albus’s powerful shriek and dangerously sharp stinger that saved them both. Up until now, Skadi wasn’t even aware Albus was a shrieker. But it didn’t matter; nothing mattered. Being with Albus was the only thing that mattered in this moment. He was her protector, her savior.

“I have to go,” Skadi bellowed.

“Go? Go where? You just got here!” Antigone said looking shocked.

“I don’t have time to explain. I have to see Albus. I love him.” Skadi exclaimed. She squiggled away as quickly as she arrived.

Beagan looked on as Skadi squiggled out of sight. “What was all that about?” enquired Beagan.

“Our daughter’s in love,” smiled Antigone.

Skadi raced forward, her heart leading her on.

“Albus! Albus, where are you?” shouted Skadi.

After much searching, Skadi uncovered the cave from the previous night. It was amazing she even found it the night before. It was completely covered by moss and other natural debris. Carefully moving some of the moss, Skadi squiggled into the almost completely dark cave. After a moment or so, her eyes finally adjusted to the dim light.

“Albus? Is that you?” she whispered into the dark.

There was a gentle stir ahead of her. “Skadi?” Albus replied sounding confused.

“What… what are you doing here? I thought you left. I thought you were gone,” Albus said blankly turning away from her.

“I did,” Skadi said embarrassed. “But I’m back now. I need you.”

“I love you,” Skadi whispered in the softest of voices.

Albus turned to face Skadi. “You love me? You don’t think I’m hideous?”

“Hideous? Gosh no. You’re the most dazzling wyrm I’ve ever seen. You don’t make fun of my spots,” Skadi said sheepishly.

“Of course not. You’re perfect. You’re so opinionated and strong. You deserve someone who cherishes you always,” replied Albus. “I love you too.”



With that Skadi and Albus squiggled back to Skadi’s home. Albus meet both Beagan and Antigone. After some hard convincing of Beagan, Albus was welcomed into the family. And what of Skadi and Albus you ask? They spend their time, squiggling the woods and mountains at night, seeing all the world has to offer through the eyes of another. Rumor even has it, Skadi and Albus have an egg of their own on the way.

[ShadraAvro]

And since this is now closed, I updated the front post. Make sure I have your name, link, and which wyrms you wrote about correct. If I'm wrong shoot me a message.

[SandySchreiber]

What wonderful, imaginative entries! I don't envy the judge her duty now!

[Kitaronicus]

Clockwork Conundrum

I was expecting it to go dark and when he went to find Tick-Tock, she was nowhere to be found. He then returns to his den where the pieces are and recognizes that they were her parts! He indeed had her heart after all.....

>:]

[Kitaronicus]

I love this story and the PoV!

[Verdana]

I keep coming back to this thread just to read the stories written here for fun.

These are really fantastic pieces. Like really. I enjoy them so much. You have all captured some aspect of wyrmness which I'd never considered before. I think what I like best is how different every story is. I've read so many different expressions of love.

Good luck to everyone in this contest!

Also, thanks to everyone who gave me positive feedback! It meant a ton to me.

[SandySchreiber]

Clockwork Conundrum

I was expecting it to go dark and when he went to find Tick-Tock, she was nowhere to be found. He then returns to his den where the pieces are and recognizes that they were her parts! He indeed did have her heart after all.....

>:]

Oh my! That would be a delightfully horrible ending!

[Kitaronicus]

Clockwork Conundrum

I was expecting it to go dark and when he went to find Tick-Tock, she was nowhere to be found. He then returns to his den where the pieces are and recognizes that they were her parts! He indeed did have her heart after all.....

>:]

Oh my! That would be a delightfully horrible ending!

What a tweeest!

Wyrm Horror! A whole new sub-fic XD

[Lady Masquerade]

My story is on Karroleth and Kristalli { permission was given to use them }
I hope I can still turn this in ; v ; <333

We weren't really experiments, just observations, I guess.

She arrived in a small carrier, and automatically, I could see that her intentions were to get out, escape the house, and never return.

During the first week, there was no point in ever going near her. Even the human knew that, he's who taught me it. Whenever a new one came in, it was best to let them be for a while, then the 'process' could begin. I would stop by a few times, perched on the human's shoulder as he opened the carrier to give her food. It took a while, since she always tried to snap at him and dart from the object containing her as soon as he opened it. However, I never got a good look at her.

She didn't have a name at first, but she was the 11th one to have come in, which meant she got a 'K' name. The human always took some time when deciding on a name, I guess he liked to be unique. Sometimes this confused me, since he never kept them for long. Pitch Black was a unique trait, and apparently not many had it. I grew up seeing only those with it though, so I knew she must be one of them. The human was always a big fan of those like her, and he would get someone with the trait, one at a time, and just observe. Notes would be taken, and over time the process of 'bonding' was put into place.

It usually failed, that's why the rest are no longer here. I wasn't brought here for that reason though, I was just around to keep the human company. He wasn't a very interesting fellow, but it's not like the others brought in wanted to socialize.

During the second week, he had decided on a name for her. Kristalli. I had stopped by to inform her of this, but had gotten no response. She had just been curled up, tightly in the corner. I couldn't tell if she was shy, scared, or angry. Possibly all three. The reckless attempts at trying to escape still continued, and the human had gained a few bite marks over the past few days. I don't know why he kept up with it, it was obvious that she didn't enjoy his presence, but perhaps she'd enjoy mine.

At first, it was just a few simple introductions a day. I didn't want to scare her, but it had been the first time that another, like me, had entered his home. Usually, it was the more common breeds. The human had started up this project a couple years ago, curious as to if the Pitch Black trait was just a mess of appearance, or if it turned you into one of the nightmares. He was determined to win her over, and after a while, I think his determination rubbed off on me.

Her violent tendencies were a little scary, this I had to admit. Yet, as week three rolled by, they started to slow down. He was able to stick his hand in the carrier without her lashing out or anything. However, it's not like she gave a very positive reaction, either. It was like she had given up on things. The human said she liked the corner because it was small, and made her feel safe. I think it was just a reminder of the prison the carrier created around her.

With that in mind, I felt a desire to help her. So, when the human had left for the night, I opened the carrier.

It wasn't that hard, to be quite honest. She tried to ignore me at first, but I could tell that she must have been surprised by my actions. I didn't bother go into the carrier, and I didn't want to wait for her or anything. For some reason, I just wanted to make her happy, and if getting out of here was the answer, then so be it. The actions were a failure though, as she didn't bother leaving the carrier all night, and refused to do anything while I was around.

When the beginning of the fourth week rolled by, I managed to get a few glances from her. She tried to be subtle, but I was a bit more observant then she. She had still refused to leave the carrier when I would open it, but this night was different. I had taught her looking over at the window a few times, and though I didn't have the strength to open it, or the size, another plan had formed with some good thought. When the human had retreated from the room for the night, I opened the blinds.

Her expression was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my entire life.

I was surprised to see her head straight out of the carrier, right towards the blinds. Her pale blue eyes stared wonderingly up at the stars, and even though she was currently ignoring my presence, it didn't matter. I wasn't aware of how bright she was, always curled up in the back of her mini prison. I couldn't help but notice the pitch black, either.

The way it swirled like delicately painted ink down her face was breathtaking, and I could finally see why the human was so interested in those like her. She didn't look like a monster, or a nightmare, as most titled them. She just looked a little lost, and from that point, I was even more driven to show her the way.

It was easier, after that. Within the next few weeks, immense progress was made. As long as she was kind towards the human, he got rid of the carrier. She followed me around like a shadow most of the time, and which I didn't mind. I learned that she likes being alone, but hates being contained in things. I was always curious to know more about her, but she didn't have much to share.

Her favorite time of day was night, though. She would stare up at the stars for hours, and I would join her. When it would get cold, I was there, curled around her. Whenever a shooting star passed, she would wiggle excitedly as if her wish was already granted. These things made her happy, which pleased me. Yet, I knew they were not perfect. My company kept her content, but I knew she longed for more. I knew she wanted to get out of here, but, to be honest, I was scared.

I didn't want to let her go on her own, but I didn't want to leave the safety of the home either. I felt like a coward whenever I had to express this, and I knew it made her sad to see. So, I would just brush the subject off, and try to focus on more cheerful things.

After the eighth week, the human's research was completed, and a success. He also could tell that she didn't want to be contained in the spacious home, so before he went to bed, he opened the window.

The fresh air coming from it was a shock to me, and an even bigger shock to her. More hesitantly then I imagined, she climbed onto the windowsill, not bothering to move. It was obvious, after that point, that my shadow was spending her last night here. Her eyes were darkened by a sadness that twisted my stomach, and we spent a long time under the stars then, not wanting to say goodbye. The idea of her being away from me could never compare to anything, and the immense love I felt towards her was something words could never describe. We dreaded the moment morning started to approach, the thought of leaving each other was impossible.

My dear Kristalli. She was never a nightmare to me, only an angel, and I couldn't be more happy to look back on the moment when I decided to be her shadow instead, and follow her out of that window to a world I never dreamed of. It's a feeling that words, actions, and thoughts can't describe. The closest thing I can picture it as is the feeling of being released from something holding you back, and knowing all your wishes have been granted when the opportunity comes by to make more.