A story start..
And so, it begins.. My starting to write that is..
I had come in from a long night to an empty house. It was a rarity nowadays, but I treasured the silence as I sipped on my hot coffee. Silence that was shattered by the roaring of an engine and the hard slamming of brakes. I dropped the coffee, ripped my gun out of it's shoulder holster, and made my way towards the front door. As I crept slowly towards the door, hearing car doors slam shut, I mused on the irony that I always have coffee first when I get home on these quiet days. At least my gun was in my hand instead of in the bed holster.
The bang on the door startled me out of that thought and I cursed myself for being sidetracked when a familiar voice yelled, "Anita, open up the damn door before I blow it off the hinges. I've got Donna and the kids with me and I want to be inside NOW." I'd never heard Edward sound like this. I opened the door slowly, gun first, to see Edward, Donna and the kids. Edward had a mini-uzi in each hand and some shoulder mounted canon connected to a partial face mask that looked like it came straight out of Predator. I wanted one. But what shocked me was the obviously custom built gun Peter had in his hands as he stood near his sister, covering her from whatever might be lurking in the dark.
Within two seconds of my opening the door, the four of them had made their way in and closed the door. Even then, Edward was still tight as a coil. I don't think I've ever seen Edward like this. Then he turned to me and spoke and what he said changed my life forever.
"Anita Blake," Edward started almost ritualistically, "human servant to Jean-Claude, the Master of St. Louis, childe of the line of Belle Morte, I, Harry James Edward Potter, demand protection and asylum for me and mine. The Wizards want me back."
I looked at Edward in complete shock, shock that was mirrored in Jean-Claude's voice as it drifted across the link. "Ma petite, his request is granted. Protect them at all cost, I will be sending every lycanthrope I have. We'll move them to the Circus once the sun rises, I need to contact the council immediately and I must speak with Richard as well."
Richard replied, "No need. I heard. I'm on my way, as are some of my best wolves." As the links drifted to their normal state, I caught twin thoughts of "I can't believe Edward is Harry Potter.."
I refocused on Edward and nodded. "Backup is on the way and Jean-Claude is contacting the council. What the hell is going on Edward and who the hell is Harry Potter?" I could see the shutters cover his eyes as he gave me a look completely devoid of anything even remotely human. "You don't want to know," and with him looking at me like that, I didn't.
Not sure I like this so far (and yes, I know it's a well known fact that authors usually always hate something about their own work), but it's the first piece of writing I've done with intention to keep working on in quite some time that I've actually released. I truly believe that the new meds will allow me to work on my stories. I was tempted to start this story at Edward's house, and then have a chase scene with Edward/Harry's knowledge of America and muggles keeping them one step ahead, and there being a few dead bodies behind them as well, but I think I'll cover the salient points in a flashback or two. This is fairly action packed, and I really wanted to point out Edward's reliance on technology without having to spell out that he doesn't use magic for some reason or another. The more advice the better since I want to expand this, but am curious how people think I should go about it!!!!! *grin*
Also, should I go for using Anita's view, or third-person?? Or mix up view-points, which would work quite well, but a lot of people hate that.
As a note, the start of a singularly Harry Potter story already written and ready to be typed up and needs the same treatment. Hopefully it'll be up within a day, but I'm off to bed and can sleep that long. -_-
*Edit* Didn't happen, edited some of my interests, and joined a few LJ groups as today is a bad day and my computer is not liking me either.. I did decide that I am unlikely to finish the HP only story, so it'll be an open ended short story. I've become too addicted to a number of my AB ideas to let them go if my ability to write "stays".
I had come in from a long night to an empty house. It was a rarity nowadays, but I treasured the silence as I sipped on my hot coffee. Silence that was shattered by the roaring of an engine and the hard slamming of brakes. I dropped the coffee, ripped my gun out of it's shoulder holster, and made my way towards the front door. As I crept slowly towards the door, hearing car doors slam shut, I mused on the irony that I always have coffee first when I get home on these quiet days. At least my gun was in my hand instead of in the bed holster.
The bang on the door startled me out of that thought and I cursed myself for being sidetracked when a familiar voice yelled, "Anita, open up the damn door before I blow it off the hinges. I've got Donna and the kids with me and I want to be inside NOW." I'd never heard Edward sound like this. I opened the door slowly, gun first, to see Edward, Donna and the kids. Edward had a mini-uzi in each hand and some shoulder mounted canon connected to a partial face mask that looked like it came straight out of Predator. I wanted one. But what shocked me was the obviously custom built gun Peter had in his hands as he stood near his sister, covering her from whatever might be lurking in the dark.
Within two seconds of my opening the door, the four of them had made their way in and closed the door. Even then, Edward was still tight as a coil. I don't think I've ever seen Edward like this. Then he turned to me and spoke and what he said changed my life forever.
"Anita Blake," Edward started almost ritualistically, "human servant to Jean-Claude, the Master of St. Louis, childe of the line of Belle Morte, I, Harry James Edward Potter, demand protection and asylum for me and mine. The Wizards want me back."
I looked at Edward in complete shock, shock that was mirrored in Jean-Claude's voice as it drifted across the link. "Ma petite, his request is granted. Protect them at all cost, I will be sending every lycanthrope I have. We'll move them to the Circus once the sun rises, I need to contact the council immediately and I must speak with Richard as well."
Richard replied, "No need. I heard. I'm on my way, as are some of my best wolves." As the links drifted to their normal state, I caught twin thoughts of "I can't believe Edward is Harry Potter.."
I refocused on Edward and nodded. "Backup is on the way and Jean-Claude is contacting the council. What the hell is going on Edward and who the hell is Harry Potter?" I could see the shutters cover his eyes as he gave me a look completely devoid of anything even remotely human. "You don't want to know," and with him looking at me like that, I didn't.
Not sure I like this so far (and yes, I know it's a well known fact that authors usually always hate something about their own work), but it's the first piece of writing I've done with intention to keep working on in quite some time that I've actually released. I truly believe that the new meds will allow me to work on my stories. I was tempted to start this story at Edward's house, and then have a chase scene with Edward/Harry's knowledge of America and muggles keeping them one step ahead, and there being a few dead bodies behind them as well, but I think I'll cover the salient points in a flashback or two. This is fairly action packed, and I really wanted to point out Edward's reliance on technology without having to spell out that he doesn't use magic for some reason or another. The more advice the better since I want to expand this, but am curious how people think I should go about it!!!!! *grin*
Also, should I go for using Anita's view, or third-person?? Or mix up view-points, which would work quite well, but a lot of people hate that.
As a note, the start of a singularly Harry Potter story already written and ready to be typed up and needs the same treatment. Hopefully it'll be up within a day, but I'm off to bed and can sleep that long. -_-
*Edit* Didn't happen, edited some of my interests, and joined a few LJ groups as today is a bad day and my computer is not liking me either.. I did decide that I am unlikely to finish the HP only story, so it'll be an open ended short story. I've become too addicted to a number of my AB ideas to let them go if my ability to write "stays".