Dirty Doug

Chapter 9: A Sirius Discussion

A part of me had changed, that I was sure of now, at the end of another’s life, I felt nothing, just relief, just satisfaction.

My father and I stood together at the ministry's entrance, his arm wrapped gently around my shoulder as we looked on at a tidal wave of reporters shouting questions.  In the wall of noise, there were questions about what my Father would do now, about our r...

Chapter 9: In which my sister demonstrates her talents

Azula was not happy.

As she lazed about in the warm afternoon sun, her eyes half closed, her chin cocked back as she let her head rest on a pillow, resting after her morning training, she was left with the indelible fact that she was frustrated.

Zuzu, her brother had gotten engaged, had gotten engaged to some Water Tribe girl without so much as a by your leave.

She had listene...

The Harry Potter Time Skip Poll v2

Hi all!

Given the feedback from the first poll and how both options as they stand are currently close enough in totals to not give the clearest answer I'm releasing this updated poll giving a third middle of the road option.

Of course feel free to comment if there are further options you think should be considered.

The Harry Potter Time Skip Poll

Hi all! We're at the end of the First Arc of A Student of Black Magic finishing so I figure I would do a poll here asking how far ahead people would like for the Time Skip to be.

As I currently designed the story the next two years are something far more uneventful because of the information that Ares now has access to. This information I originally planned to be in retrospect as we move...

Chapter 8: Black as the Name

My limbs tingled unpleasantly as I woke the next day, the lingering effects from the cruciatus curse showing their effect.

I gingerly got out of the hospital bed, feeling a tingle across my tongue as it seemed that I had crossed a magical barrier.

I flexed my limbs under the pajamas I had been provided, wincing at the odd sensation that flowed through them, like needles prickling fr...

What do you want the second update of the month to be?

Chapter 7: The Future Uncertain

“Ares, are you all right?” Neville’s voice interrupted my thoughts with all the grace of a boulder thrown into a puddle.

I looked away from the window of the common room, blinking rapidly as I zoned back into the current conversation.

Hermione, Neville, and Iris were all looking at me with strange expressions, crossed between concern but with a questioning edge to the emotion....

What do you want the first update of the month to be?

Chapter 6: Making Friends with Future Enemies

The returning students swept into the castle like locusts a day before Classes were to begin again, leaving me to deal with two things at once.

Catching up with Hermione and Neville and tracking down one Lyra Malfoy to finally start getting some answers for the gift she sent and her actions prior.

Of course, actually getting Malfoy on her own was another difficulty entirely.

I...

Final Chapter for the Month

Hi all! I'm posting this poll to see what final chapter people would like for this month, I'll probably just leave it open for the rest of today.

Chapter 5: A Dot Called Fluffy

“I really don’t know if you should have given me your sweater,” Iris said softly as she lay curled up on the common room couch.

Despite her words, the girl had shrunken entirely within the red yarn, seemingly soaking in its warmth as well as the fires, not to mention the fact that since I had given her my sweater, she had seemingly not taken it off.

“Iris, you’re keeping t...

Chapter 8: In which I decide to check in on my sister

Yue had listened quietly through my entire explanation, not saying a single word as I explained my story.

The only indication that she was internalizing my words was the occasional shaking of her hands over my skin as she continued to heal me.

As my explanation finished, the only sound that could be heard was the ambience of the swamp around us as the sun continued its path upward i...

Chapter 4: Why you should never trust your teachers

Defense Against the Dark Arts for all the time that I spent in the class, had yielded little reward.

Professor Quirrell would stutter through his lessons so badly at times that he was almost unintelligible, regardless of the beast or spell we were learning about; all of them seemed to frighten the professor equally.

Yet far from boring, I found myself unable to relax during the clas...

Chapter 7: In which time is the enemy and also an ally

Night had fallen, and so had the mist that clouded my perceptions once again.

I was once again in the room I had been given to sleep in, and I found myself uncomfortable, not because of my cross-legged position but because of the energy flushing through my veins.

That and the fact that I was a little tired after three days of no sleep.

The Comet was close now; this was the las...

Chapter 3: The First Months are Rarely Better

Waking up after the midnight astronomy lesson wasn’t pleasant by any sense of the word, but I still managed to roll out of bed with reasonable alacrity.

The day of our first flying lesson had dawned as a break between the classes we typically had to see to.

I readied myself for the day before I got Neville moving by shaking his arm after drawing back the curtain that surrounded hi...

Chapter 6: In which the spirits' plans become clearer

From this distance, the Foggy Swamp looked like a great cloud of mist taking up the entirety of the coastline, with only the faint traces of branches and leaves peaking out from the mist to give a hint to the contents within.

Which was all well and good, as I had gotten a little sick of being on the ship and traveling the seemingly endless expanse of the ocean. How the other Zuko had made...

Chapter 5: Nox

What was he doing?

James stood uncertainly in front of Ana’s door.

There was no reason to be acting this way; there was no reason to be hesitating.

Except for the fact that he knew that Ana was, in fact, Aegis.

Aegis the foremost superhero in Devil’s Rest. Even Knight Walker or the Grim Pack wasn’t comparable in terms of sheer notoriety.

She might even be one...

Chapter 2: The First Week of School Always Sucks

I startled awake in an entirely too soft bed, the opposite of my own at the orphanage, shooting up, taking deep, gasping breaths that ripped through my lungs. My body instinctively reached fight or flight mode in seconds as my heart raced and adrenaline flushed through my system.

There had been something in my dreams, a memory, a name.

“Peter Pettigrew,” I mumbled, the wizard su...

Chapter 5: In which I begin my journey again

This was a bad idea.

Yue’s hot, wet lips pressed against mine, salty from her tears, and I would have liked nothing better than to respond, yet I couldn’t shake the knowledge that this was very clearly, indubitably, a bad idea.

Yue had just had a lot dumped on her. Things were still unclear for the future. There was no way she was thinking clearly.

Still, despite these fac...

Chapter 4: In which I discover the disadvantages of honor

“And redirect,” I said sharply, letting a wave of water split around me in a cascading flow that crashed down onto the ice. I spun just as Master Pakku had demonstrated earlier to me as I directed it to surge across the surface of the ice to encircle Yue.

Yue’s gentle smile was now a fierce mask of concentration as she windmilled her limbs, seizing ice from below her to surge up in ...

Chapter 3: In which I discover the nature of the moon’s “gifts”

My fire bending was coming easier to me.

It was that notion that disturbed my thoughts as I practiced my sword forms across the ice of the training grounds. My body swept in rapid motions, joining and separating my blades as I swung shimmering circles of steel around myself.

It was a fact that the small breaths of fire I allowed myself and the stoking of my inner fire since I had co...

Chapter 2: In which the moon goes about distributing gifts I don’t want

The chill throughout the North Pole was pervasive. I understood now why it was exactly that Fire benders, even before the war, did not travel here often. More than the cold, the chi of the place was aligned directly toward the water element, the spiritual presence of the place was antithetical to fire bending.

It was strange because in my reading, I had not read of similar problems for wa...

Chapter 1: In which I discover the perils and advantages of Imperialistic Nations

Firebending came from the breath.

That at least had always been clear to me.

Was it innate knowledge? Something else? The niggling strange thoughts at the back of my mind that never truly left me alone.

Yet Chi itself was what fueled our firebending, so as much as breath was important, I personally felt that it was at most ancillary to what was actually important.

In my ...

Chapter 1: My Father's in Prison, don't Fuck with Me

Magic came from the Soul.

If there was much that I was sure of in this world, it was this: it was not knowledge gained from study, or information obtained from experience of prior life.

It was a simple piece of universal fact that I was given in my new existence.

The mobile above my head spun rapidly, almost tearing free from the bar that held it.

Magic that tasted l...

Chapter 4: Heroes and Villains

A lazy dinner followed by more research was the course for James’s evening until the knock on his door came.

He groaned rising from his bed idly scratching his stomach as he walked to the door opening it to be greeted by a slightly red cheeked Ana her blonde hair swaying slightly as she rocked back and forth on her heels doing interesting things to the rest of her body, her hips swaying...

Chapter 3: A Part-Time Villain

“That’ll be $5.25,” the woman manning the ice cream stand said, smiling the plastic smile of customer service.

James tapped a phone on the kiosk and took his cone from the woman, contemplatively taking a nip from the top of the salted caramel ice cream, enjoying the velvety smooth but cold texture of dairy confectionery with the warm touches of salt traveling across his tongue.

Chapter 2: Drawn Deeper

A full month had passed since the incident, which James took as a sign that there wasn’t going to be a sniper bullet attempting to lodge in his head for now, though a part of him wondered if such a thing would actually harm him now.

Exams had come, and James had crushed them. Anything else wasn’t really an option.

He had already been admitted to Empire University, a preeminent u...

Chapter 1: Devil’s Rest

The first time James heard the voices, he believed he was going insane.

This class is so-

Did I bomb that-

Damn she’ got a nice-

It was a deluge of noise that drove any attempts to solve for x from his mind. He grimaced, wincing, staring at the backs of his fellow student's heads, who were apparently oblivious to the din pounding at his skull...

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Hi all, if you're reading this, you likely have an idea why you're here. Dirty Doug is focused on creating not only pieces of fanfiction but

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