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  1. Lol nooby mistake....forgot to paste the actual fanfic Anyway, I'm not looking for praise or criticism. I just wanted to share this because it affected me so. I'm not sure if any of you can relate. Perhaps I'm just insane lol PS I still haven't read it even after posting it.
  2. Dalinar stood before the lightweaved map of Roshar that Shalan produced. Storms, he loomed over the map, in deep concentration. Kaladin walked into the meeting room carrying a bundle of joy that is his brother. He greeted Dalinar, who greeted back. Navani stared straight ahead. She was still bitter at the news of her sons killer being a former member of Bridge Four, a member that had tried to assassinate him during the first appearance of the Everstorm. A member that Kaladin allowed to escape because of their friendship. A member who ended her sons life at the battle for Kholinar. She could not forgive Kaladin, no matter how many bundles of joy he brought to meetings. Dalinar, on the other hand, chastised Kaladin, and looked into his tear filled eyes and understood the deep regret that his captain harbored for his decisions. In that moment, he understood that his captain had made a mistake, one which would never be repeated. Kaladin’s intentions were to introduce his family to Dalinar, but only upon seeing Navani’s reaction did it strike him that this looked likea a pathetic attempt to win over her good graces by using his adorable brother. He should have thought about that before bringing Oroden here. Syl said “your intentions were genuine, Kaladin, stop beating yourself up over what happened.” Shalan lounged on Adolin’s lap, literally glowing and giddy that they were finally married. Their public displays of affection made the common Alethi uncomfortable, but as usual, that could be blamed on Adolins Western heritage. Shalan didn’t really care. This was her husband. She let out a small squeak when she noticed Kaladin carrying his brother. She sprung to her feet and raced over. She coaxed the toddler out of his arms and began cheerfully playing with the child. Renarin stood against the wall, a solitary figure, part of the group but at the same time standing alone. He softly chatted to Glys as Jasnah paged through a book on Radiants she’d managed to uncover. They all awaited the arrival of General Khal, who wasn’t usually late to meetings. Shalan didn’t mind his tardiness as she had the best entertainment in the room as the toddler chortled at an image that she produced from one of her drawings. A moment later, the mood of the entire room changed. The room was suddenly illuminated by a bright white light, followed by a crack of thunder. Two figures appeared in the room. A wiry female dressed in black trousers and a black shirt, safehand exposed and a man dressed as her opposite, a regal white coat with white trousers. Everyone – but Dalinar – scrambled. Kaladin raced over, Sylblade in one hand, and grabbed his brother in the other. Kaladin was torn between getting his brother to safety and protecting Dalinar. He was relieved when Navani snatched the wailing boy from his arms. At the same time Zseth burst in through the doors, Jasnah threw her book aside and all the Radiants began taking in stormlight. Kaladin charged at the intruders. The female crouched, as if poised to strike. The male however jumped in between the charging captain and the female. Kaladin raised his blade to strike the man down when a bellowing call came from Dalinar. “Stand down, Captain,” was the order. Kaladin hesitated mid swing, then his blade shot out of his grip, around the man in white and landed in the hands of the female, who grasped the handle. Every piece of metal in the room began to float. Swords that hung as ornaments on the wall moved at the own volition. Spheres began took to the air along with cendelbra. The objects pointed menacingly at the member of Roshar. The diminutive female waved her hands in the air and it was clear that she was in control of all the metal. “Syl!” Kaladin screamed out. “I don’t think they are a threat. Trust me on this, please Kal,” was her response. “I’m trying to summon you, why won’t you come?” “I’m staying here on purpose. Just trust me for now.” Kaladin gritted his teeth and backed down. Zseth assumed Dalinar did not want these newcomers murdered so her backed down as well, though he stood in the room. The man in white stood between lady dressed in all black and the people of Roshar and held out his arms, palms forward, on either side of him. He looked at the girl and said “Vin, please stop this. Lets at least find out if they are hostile.” The girl named Vin replied, “Elend, this should not be.” She had a poise of steely determination on her face. “A god killed you, Elend and I died killing that god. This should not be. We should be in the afterlife.” The forms of metal still floated in the air, ready to strike at a moments notice. “I know, Vin, but we’re obviously here for a reason. I don’t think this is a situation we want to fight our way out of just yet.” Dalinar silently observed their exchange. There was another bright light followed by a crack of thunder as a third person appeared in the room. Elend and Vin were shocked at this new arrival. The former smiled, while the latter turned her floating weapons on him. He smiled. “Mistress Vin, I must apologize for bringing you here without warning. I did not have the time, and it was much easier to transport you and your husband than it was to come her myself.” A sword darted towards him, and stopped precariously close to his neck. He smiled while gently pushing the sword away. “You know that I cannot be killed by mortal weapons, Mistress.” “When Elend and I died, what was the last thing you said to us before we went to the afterlife?” “I said that I had healed your bodies and that you could return to them. You responded that that wasn’t how it worked and that you two deserved a break.” She lowered her weapons, then strode forward and gave the embraced the newcomer. Elend joined them but refrained from hugging either of them. “Where are we Sazed and why are we here?” asked Vin. “Mistress, my time here is limited. I will explain as best I can. This is another planet in the Cosmere Universe. The people in this room need your help, desperately. Ruin’s brother, Odium seeks to destroy or enslave all humans on this planet. The leader of the Knights Radiant will explain further.” “What of our friends, Breeze, Ham, Spook…..” He embraced her again, saying “it has been over a hundred years since you killed Odiums brother, Mistress. Our friends have succumbed to old age and death. They lived happy lives and did not suffer at the end. I did what I could to ease their passing. I think you’ll be please to hear that TenSoon still lives. I will inform him of these developments. I cannot linger Mistress. I must leave.” He turned to Dalinar. “These are no Knights Radiant, but they at least have experience in slaying a God. Take care of them.” He turned to Vin and Elend one last time, “I’m sorry I had to drag you out of the afterlife. Please forgive me.” He waved his hand to an empty corner of the room and chests appeared. The room burst into light again and he vanished. Vin let all her metal clang to the ground, then strode up to the chests that Sazed left behind. She opened the first chest and inside were tiny glass flasks that she knew very well. Alone with the flasks was a letter. She opened it. It said “Elend, Vin, here you will find flasks containing all 16 metals. The blue chest contained only Atium. I once again apologize for sending you here, but I could not stand by while an entire planet was destroyed. I hope you can forgive me one day.” She drank one of the viles, while pocketing a few. She turned and walked over to Elend who was introducing himself to this Dalinar. Lord Ruler, he looked intimidating. Elend grasped Dalinar’s hand and said “My name is Elend Venture. This is my wife, Vin Venture. We are here to help.” Dalinar smiled. “My name is Dalinar Kholin and I’m the leader of the Knights Radiant. Who was that person who brought you here?” Vin perched up on a chair, “his name was Sazed, that was before he became a God. Now he’s known as Harmony and he watches over the planet where Elend and I are from.” Adolin and Kaladin stood against the wall on the far side of the room, discussing the new developments. Vin notices, so she burned tin to help her here what they were saying. “What do you think, Bridgeboy?” “I’ve only just met them, but Syl is convinced they aren’t a threat and she’s usually right with these things.” Jasnah walked up to stand next to her uncle, clearly wary of these new arrivals. “You say he is a God, but he was merely a man before he became a God?” “I died killing Ruin, this Odiums brother, the power was there and Sazed seized it. He was a scholar and I couldn’t think of a better man to receive that power because he fixed my planet and saved every soul that he could.” “How could you,” she glanced up and down at Vin, “kill a God?” “Would you like to volunteer for a demonstration?” Vin said as she glared back. Elend reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. Vin met his eyes and the broken, abused, street urchin was glazing the surface. He knew exactly how she felt. He’d died. She watched him die, and in doing so saw no other reason to live, so she sacrificed herself to punish Ruin, to kill him for taking away the only thing she lived for. He smiled at her, and she relaxed a little. Vin gasped. “What’s that black thing hanging onto your collar?” “That is my spren. His name is Ivory…. Vin grew alert and scanned the room. The spindly youth standing alone, leaning against the wall had a reddish orb hovering over his shoulder. The “bridgeboy” had a blue figure or a diminutive girl sat on his shoulder. The redhead had a pattern of shifting shapes on her dress. The rest either didn’t have any of these spren, or they were hidden. “Do all of you have these spren?” Vin asked. “No, there are only a handful of Radiants who have bonded with spren,” she glanced up at Dalinar, who nodded, “these spren gift us abilities.” “What kind of abilities?” Jasnah The rest of the group treated the newcomers with distrusting glances.
  3. I'm writing my own novel at the moment. On a good day, I rack up between 2500 and 5000 words in a session. Anyway, last night I had this dream of the following crossover between Mistborn and Stormlight Archives. I couldn't shake these and this scene dominated my thoughts to the point where I set my own novel aside to write this short story instead. Mind you, I haven't edited it, I haven't searched for more appropriate wording or added actions for most of the characters in the scene, fact checked etc etc. I actually haven't even read through it after writing it down for fear that I'll become lost in this fanfic when my time needs to be spent focusing on my own novel. Sounds weird, I know, but that's just how I am. I wrote down 1800-ish words in a matter of two hours, then, like my user name states, I switched off the laptop and went to go play videogames instead. I'm disappointed in myself that I neglected my book for an entire day but I just couldn't shake this scene from my mind. I hope you enjoy it. Perhaps I may revisit this at a later date, when I can trust my mind to not be consumed by it.
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