“You okay?” John called softly, opening the door a crack to peer in at the small person within.
Caught off guard by the unexpected flood of light, Dean stumbled to his feet, one arm half-raised in defense with his other hand diving for his knife. Years of instincts developed from his current size had combined with the wariness he’d learned from his father, putting him constantly on edge and ready to act at a moment’s notice.
Realizing who was there, Dean’s eyes narrowed and he felt the tension leave his back. It was just John, and he meant well, despite how startling he could be.
I’ll give you a hint. #bofa is the hardest story name to guess because the character featured in the name is not majorly featured in our stories, but plays a big enough part in that story to become prominent.
In the cupboard, Dean slowly went through the new boxes John had brought home, wishing one or two of them was open or even just on the side. He finally decided to give climbing the new box of crackers a try; he just had to get his arm and knife in to tear a hole in the wrapper and get some food. Later on he could make a run for fresher food after the humans had their dinner.
Of course, Dean’s run of bad luck continued when he knocked over a small box of raisins trying to climb the bigger box.
And then, just as abruptly, he came to a stop in front of a new pair of eyes.
The new human’s jaw dropped and he stared with unmasked fascination. His skin was just as pale as the first human’s, and he was just as wingless. From the looks of things, he had long hair, and it was tied back; Bowman couldn’t see much beyond the face that leaned closer to him, and his shoulders bunched up. He wished he could hide himself in his wings, but he didn’t want to present them to scrutiny, too.
“Dude, holy shit,” the giant breathed, barely more than a whisper. “It moved. It’s real.”
#dow is Dean of Wellwood, and now all we’ve got is #don and #bofa before all (current) stories for that particular AU have names!
I’ll add it to the FAQ in a bit. For now, you’ve earned a sneak peek!
As though a sudden breeze picked up, the knights took to the air in a flurry of leafy wings. They were flashes of leafy green that fell into formation with Scar at their head, leading a spiral of knights upwards.
Mere seconds later, the spiral broke apart. What looked like a loss of formation quickly shifted into knights scattering into groups of four or five and darting up towards different trees surrounding the village. Some were lost among the leaves and still others were easily marked circling around with their eyes focused on their adversary:
Dean.
The first knight darted towards Dean from the side, and soon after another from a different group swept into the village. Like the ticking of a clock, knights dashed into closer quarters with the human, following the tactics Scar had signaled to them. Determination filled every one of them as they closed in to swarm around the giant.
Dean brought his arms close to guard against any attacks. The sprites moved different from any opponent he’d ever faced, so before lashing out with his own strike, Dean’s intent green eyes watched how they flowed through the air. The rest of the surroundings dropped away from the fighters and ceased to exist.
After Dean had marked the position of the different groups in his mind to keep track during the flurry, he focused on one that was closer to his right side. The second they were within reach, his arm swept forward with the intent to snatch them out of the air.
The knight, one of the younger members, let out a quiet noise of alarm. He attempted to veer off course, but the adrenaline in his body and the sudden jelly-like feeling in his wings prevented him. His sword dropped to the ground below as fingers the size of his body coiled around and trapped him in a fist. His wings were engulfed along with him, and just like that his fight was over; there was no escape from Dean’s grasp.
“Do not falter,” Scar barked in warning as the other knights watched one of their number disappear into one of Dean’s pockets. If their hearts hadn’t already been pounding, they would have begun.
Sherlock’s brow furrowed and he exchanged a meaningful look with John, who sank into a chair again in preparation for a long talk. The detective moved his microscope from in front of him to his work table so he could lean forward and keep eye contact with Dean unobstructed.
My amazing friend/co-author Obsess-Confess and I have put up our first GT novel on Amazon!! Please consider buying a copy and leaving a review! A lot of love and time has been poured into this project, and we are so proud of the final product!
If you love GT, fairies, fluff, angst, and adventure, you’ll love it! I’ve also posted shorts revolving around the characters Jon, Cliff, and Sylvia. If you enjoyed those, here’s your chance to see how they met! ❤
What exactly is Shot in the Dark about? Here’s the synopsis:
Curiosity comes at a price.
It isn’t that fairies don’t exist. They just don’t want to be found. And it isn’t that Sylvia wants to be found. She just doesn’t want to be cooped up. She lives from risk to risk, slipping regularly out of her village to satisfy her need to explore. Her harmless adventuring comes to a devastating halt when she is slammed with way more than she bargained for– a bullet through her wing that renders her flightless and leaves her at the mercy of two towering humans, Jon and Cliff.
Sylvia is certain there is zero chance of survival, but despite the warnings that have been drilled to her since childhood, the humans aren’t quite as murderous as she expected. Under the assumption that it’s only temporary, she creates friendships where she shouldn’t.
However, her intention to get home as soon as possible doesn’t pan out so smoothly. One complication after another sets her back, and all the while, she finds herself entranced by the fascinating and terrifying outside world that she once could only dream of. Now that she has gotten a taste of freedom, she’s not sure if she’s ready to give it up– no matter the cost.
He hated that look on the human’s face, the one that said he thought Bowman was trained. Every time Bowman acted like he was “supposed to”, that smirk appeared. Bowman wanted to kick the giant right in the face for it.
“Good,” the human said, glancing back to his healer show. “You can show off your wings as much as you want, so don’t worry about that.”
“Your generosity is astounding,” Bowman muttered in response.
Cas definitely has something to do with the main storyline of Celeste and the curse, so we’ll see how things go during the next two BA stories. And I honestly can’t wait to see what everyone thinks of the way it all tangles together.
Brothers Apart 