Most people can't comprehend what I truly am capable of. There is a violence within me. A slow burn that craves the blood to spill and the bones to crack. I fear it; but I relish in its actions. I do not want to stop. I will not. This city is mine to protect. [Based off a moment in season 2 e1. No spoilers.. Just rough fun ;)] Please comment. Let me know your thoughts.

They say that magic doesn't come from sunshine and rainbows. It comes from pain. Well then, I must be one of the most powerful fucking magicians around. [Warning: will contain triggering stuff in later chapters. Lemons on order ;)]

An exploration of Ezra in his current form and how this pertains to his interaction with each of the female leads. (As of right now I am 5 episodes into the second half of season 6)

An excavation and examination of the torment and internal turmoil that plagues our favorite Archaeologist. (Have not decided where in the series this takes place.)

Brief furtherance of Irisa after her father is gone. More on Alak during the same time span. The story follows how their lives intersect during this time. I do not own the rights to these characters. Just couldn't get them out of my mind. Planning on expanding the story. Share your thoughts.