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You could always post it here http://www.fictionpress.com/

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You could always post it here http://www.fictionpress.com/

Just make an account.


{{ Thanks, but I'll post it after it's complete on CR I've also heard of Fanfiction.Net Do you write stories?}}
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Shrapnel893 wrote:

You could always post it here http://www.fictionpress.com/

Just make an account.


{{ Thanks, but I'll post it after it's complete on CR I've also heard of Fanfiction.Net Do you write stories?}}


Technically this counts as a personal thread and may get locked - just a warning. And yes, I do. You can find links on my profile.
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Technically this counts as a personal thread and may get locked - just a warning. And yes, I do. You can find links on my profile.


{{ Oh... do they lock it if it's not a fanfiction? }}
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Shrapnel893

Technically this counts as a personal thread and may get locked - just a warning. And yes, I do. You can find links on my profile.


{{ Oh... do they lock it if it's not a fanfiction? }}


Hmmm? Not necessarily, they probably won't lock this thread. It was just a heads up in case that happened. Fanfiction.net is for posting fanfiction stories and fictionpress is for original stories you create, if you didn't already know.

Also, about you story, it's really good so far! Although, I noticed some typos and a few lines could be reworded to flow smoother, but overall nicely done.
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Hmmm? Not necessarily, they probably won't lock this thread. It was just a heads up in case that happened. Fanfiction.net is for posting fanfiction stories and fictionpress is for original stories you create, if you didn't already know.

Also, about you story, it's really good so far! Although, I noticed some typos and a few lines could be reworded to slow smoother, but overall nicely done.


{{ Oh, I see now, I'll do that then, thank you~ }}
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Contagious - Chapter 5
“Cassidy! How can this be?! I’m myself again!” I shrieked, leaping back and crouching down so I could get a better glimpse of my true reflection.
“This is your Primary Self. The girl with the wavy hair was your Reflected Self.” Cassidy said, crossing his legs on the chair.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Yes, I am very pretty but I found it even more beautiful with the scenery; the birds, the water, the gazebo; it was a dream come true.
My hair was back to its normal condition, dead straight to the point where my head could be a skyscraper and my hair would be the steep walls. “How did I—?”
“It’s the water and the fire. Okay, I’ll explain it all to you. It’s dangerous but since you’re here and I trust you, I’d better tell you what’s ahead.” Cassidy grumbled, “When you entered the mirror, a portal was activated where you were sent to the Lathens. Or you would call it the other side . Here in Lathens, it’s different. As you enter the portal, your appearance and soul is switched with the Reflected Self. That explains how you got wavy hair and all that, when…” he paused for a moment, staring blankly in disbelief of my straight hair.
“Yes?”
“Well, when you have…vertically straight hair. So the original soul of this other self… Ivory , goes into your body in Earth. Lathens here is a direct parallel planet to Earth. It was originally a parallel planet to Mars but who knows how it ended up changing to Earth. With the water and burning, the outer appearance of Ivory is removed and you’re now Ebony again. The thing is, only if you step out of this hidden garden, will you turn back to Ivory.”
“I don’t want to leave then!” I spluttered, thinking about the hair and the scar.
“You’ll have to. At midnight, this garden crumbles by itself and in the morning at 9am it will open again. But I haven’t finished.” Cassidy said, concerned about the behaviour I was displaying.
“Yes, well?” I urged, hoping he’d continue his sentence and surprise me with another sudden fact.
Cassidy stood up pointing to himself, “You see me now? I’m Cassidy right?”
The only thing I was capable of was to nod, and so I did.
“Okay, when I first met you, I was disguised as Cassius . And the whole story I’ll explain. I originally looked like this and my name is Cassidy, not Cassius. When I went through the portal the same way you did, I went in because of an entirely different reason. You see, Sir Cointvous in Lathens now is my real father. He arrived at Lathens switching places with his Reflected Self. When he did so, he broke all the mirrors so he would never be his old self again as he hated that.”
“So…your father is your father in the form of Sir Cointvous?!”
“Yes. If you burn away his outer shell, he’ll have skin tanned like me. He was a surfer back then and he had won quite some matches until he realised he was not fit enough to continue. They said if he did, he’ll have serious issues without being able to eat. While in Lathens, he found that this reflection of his ate a lot and quite often, so he didn’t ever want to go back. Of course, in Lathens, the real Cointvous had a son named Cassius. That’s where my story comes in.
I was searching for my father day and night. Our whole family was petrified of his sudden disappearance. Everyone thought he was taken hostage for money and our trophies but I came upon a mirror one day when I was extremely depressed and confused. Probably the same feelings you had when you first noticed yourself change.
My eyes had always been this pale and my skin always tanned; naturally from my father’s genes. When I looked at myself in the reflection, my skin was light and my eyes were a darker shade of green. My hair was still the hazel colour but I was dressed like some boy from the 19th century. Mind you, I hated tight clothing like that. Then, you can guess that I touched the mirror since that’s the only way to go through the portal. I came into a similar room as you did; a dorm.
My appearance was like Cassius’s. My father didn’t even recognise me. The real Cassius was sent to Earth unaware, into my body. When he saw me come out, he knew I was from Earth. Only ones from Earth entered from the mirrors and exited through the dorms.
He was to send me to Prodigy. Only ones who have been extremely depressed and are smart enough to help in Lathens were sent to Prodigy. So I was sent to Prodigy with the appearance of Cassius. When the real Cassius had enough of being Cassidy, he stepped back through the mirror but since the mirror only swapped the appearance of the ones coming through, Cassius looked the same as me.
At that moment, I swapped places with him. We were great friends, knowing that we had so much in common even if we were meant to be opposite to each other. I found the secret garden here the next few weeks after I met Cassius and I turned myself back into Cassidy.
My father, gathering all the Prodigies, sent his Lathens son, Cassius Cointvous to Prodigy while I hid. My father grew into the character and no longer remembered he belonged to Earth and took over the Lathens world. The real Cointvous who wasn’t my father came through but was murdered by my father. He was obsessed with this new world and didn’t want anyone messing his plans.
When I left the garden, my appearance switched back to Cassius’s and ever since I had been pretending to be Cassius. But I’m really actually Cassidy from Earth.”
Taking a deep breath, I absorbed all the information I could into my head. Cassidy was still sitting and was spacing out when I tugged onto his sleeve.
“Okay, so I’ll be sent to Prodigy as well? Can you help me do whatever you did as well?” I begged.
“No. Unless, you’re me you can’t turn back into Ebony. It’s because you’ve arrived here as Ivory. The real Ivory is in Earth now and unless she wants to come back to Lathens, you won’t see another ‘you’.” explained Cassidy. “You see, I have a feeling she won’t come back so there’s nobody to switch places with.”
“But how do I get her to come through the mirror so she looks like herself again?!”
“She has to do that on her own since you can’t go back. It’s almost like a one way ticket. You can only enter through the mirrors on Earth since the only mirrors here are filled with Evil Spirits. Only when she comes through and wants to switch will you be automatically transported back to Earth.”
I thumped my fist on the table. I was desperate. If Ivory didn’t come through, I’d be trapped forever.
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Contagious - Chapter 6
“M’lady, please do come outside; Young Master Cointvous is waiting for you. He’ll send you to Prodigy by car. Aren’t you lucky M’lady to be sitting in such a place?” Lucinda called, outside on the doorstep.
I was still getting dressed with a happier attitude of course, not because I was going to be sitting in a private car with Cassidy but because I knew that I could change back into my Primary Self at will in a secret garden.
“I’m coming Lucinda!”
“My, you are quite willing to get a move along to Prodigy aren’t you? That’s good M’lady.” Lucinda replied. I heard her mutter on as her footsteps faded into the sound of a car engine starting, “I was afraid I’d never be able to convince you.”
Taking out a checklist, I sat on the grey bed. Although it creaked and the mattress was worn out, I had grown a liking towards it after a few tiresome nights. I could say I was distracted but the sound of the car horn snapped me back awake. My luggage was set and I ticked off little boxes as my eyes peered into the suitcase, scanning sharply at every item and making sure I didn’t forget anything.
My shoes echoed loud like thunder as I ran downstairs, launching the luggage down the carpet coated steps. The luggage landed with a rough thud and seeing the time I had left, I didn’t bother to keep up my etiquette; I picked up my long flowing dress and slid down the railings.
“Lucinda…may I ask…where’s Sir Cointvous?”
“He’s at Prodigy already. You’ll see him there greeting you when you arrive.” Lucinda answered, a glowing beam stretching across her face.
“Alright, farewell Lucinda,” I said as I stepped into the back seat of the car, waving at her as I did so. Then, as I shut the door completely and closed the windows, I turned to Cassidy who was sitting opposite me, “Farewell Lucinda and I hope I don’t ever see her again.” I muttered as I rolled my eyes.
Inside the car it felt modern . For once after arriving at Lathens, there was something modern. The leather was bleached white and there was actually air conditioning! I had needed to cool my temperature after wearing such a thick dress. Thinking of thick dresses, I don’t know how Lucinda could manage with an extra petticoat over her shoulders. It didn’t matter now anymore, since she was gone far off miles away.
When the car slowly halted, I barely felt any movement. It was a smooth stop and only till Cassidy motioned to the door, then I realised we had arrived.
I was nervous knowing that when I stepped out, I would be more likely thrown into a lab cell maybe, or experimented on based on my intelligence.
I felt the urge to run away but there was nowhere to go.
“Cassidy, what’s it like there?” I managed to ask, my voice dry and timid.
“Not too bad but I hated it there. Be aware, if you ever bump into Cassius, the real Cassius, he may go harsh on you because he trusts no one.” he advised. I could see a tint of sadness in Cassidy’s eyes but when he blinked it away, he was filled with confidence.
“Wouldn’t it be your fault for trapping him in Prodigy?” I questioned.
“We all make mistakes. This mistake was the result of his own actions.” Cassidy replied, stepping out of the car and slamming the door in my face.
Murmurs and laughter was heard outside. I opened the door and stepped outside, looking around I felt different. The urge to run away suddenly turned into the urge to puke.
I felt sick.
“Gardevoir!” a very high pitched voice called, the voice almost carrying a foreign accent. “Oh master Garde—“
There she was, the lady who was calling for her master. She had long straight black hair which was partly tied in a bun above her head. Her lips were tainted red and her eyes were beautifully golden amber, different to mine and definitely not like Cassidy’s.
“Oh, you’ve come?” she said, bowing. I noticed her dress had a rather East-Asian touch to it, a slit coming down the side of the long dress and a golden corset wrapped around her waist. Although corsets were generally worn inside, she had hers outside. The rest of her dress was coated red; layers or red. If it wasn’t for the different material and textures I saw, I would have never noticed she was wearing not only a dress but a shawl, a choker, a cape and gloves. Why she was wearing a cape was unknown.
“Oh um, yes I’m—“
“Ebony! Ebony wasn’t it?” the lady said beaming with her welcoming eyes.
I nodded in response as Cassidy walked to the lady, “Ebony, meet Sakura Qiao Ming.” he said gesturing to the foreign lady who bowed politely. She smiled and rather noticeably, her red lips resembled a heart.
“I’m so glad you’ve decided to come. I’ve heard from Gardevoir that you were a difficult load to take.” Qiao Ming said rather truthfully.
I frowned, my brows furrowing as I looked to Cassidy, What is she saying about me? Did Gardevoir tell the whole world I didn’t want to come?
Cassidy comforted me by walking over and putting his hands on my shoulders, “Don’t worry, Gardevoir’s the nice guy.” His green eyes twinkled as he mentioned this name and lightly pushed me forward, “Go on, Prodigy is waiting for your arrival.”
“Cassidy…”
“Gardevoir is what you’re meant to be thinking about; only Gardevoir. Remember, only Gardevoir.”
As he said this last sentence, his eyes narrowed seriously, then he ended it with a wink and thumbs up gesture.
“Okay, when will I see you again?” I asked, suddenly worrying as Qiao Ming walked forward, her velvet heels silent against the ground.
“Tonight.” Cassidy replied emotionlessly, “Don’t worry, as I’ve said Gardevoir is very nice.”
I nodded and departed, pulling along my luggage until a grey haired man with a ponytail blocked my path, “May I?”
“What?”
“May I?” he repeated, setting his eyes on the luggage, “You luggage Ebony.”
“Oh, yeah, it’s too heavy for me anyway.” I said chuckling awkwardly. I lifted up the luggage and handed it to him, surprising him as he expected me to just leave it on the ground.
“OUFH!” as he carried the luggage, his eyes widened and I noticed the same beautiful amber eyes he had, just like Sakura Qiao Ming.
“Ebony, let’s go inside shall we? Gardevoir, if not in his study, should be down in the golf fields.”
“Golf fields?”
Qiao Ming nodded, “His hobby.”
As I heard this, I nodded, for rich people they’d have all they wanted. I guess the number one thing on their items list was a golf field. Except probably here in Lathens there’s nothing modern, not even something called an iPhone in which I thought was most amusing.
Arriving at the scene, it was much different than I expected. A rather handsome man with silver white hair and red eyes was sitting on a chair, flicking his wrist from a distance of the golf club but the club moved on its own, half levitating.
“That, that’s impossible right?! I’m not seeing this. This can’t be, Xiao Ming, is this magic?” I gasped, my eyes fixed on his swift movements.
“It’s not magic, these are abilities . This is the whole idea of Prodigy.” Qiao Ming said, not minding the fact that I called her the wrong name. I had no idea I had called her the wrong name, if not for Gardevoir.
“Wrong.”
That was it. The only word, and the first word he said to me despite my expectations were ‘wrong’.
“Master, I’ve brought Ebony.” Qiao said beaming. She almost catwalked across to him and put a furry white coat over his shoulders, leaving it draping and rotated his chair so he faced me.
“Hi Gardevoir.” I said, smiling as much as I could. I hid my hands behind my back and began to fiddle. The natural but yet unnatural beauty of Gardevoir was rather nerve wracking. One moment I considered serving him, yet another moment I remembered how much I hated being put into institutes.
“No.”
I looked to Qiao, “No?”
Gardevoir knew I had a misunderstanding, he pressed a button on the armrest of the chair and a pair of wheels appeared beside him, turning the chair into a wheelchair in seconds. “Pardon me, I dislike outsiders calling me Gardevoir, just address me as Sir. Thank you.”
“Oh, um, Sir I’m pleased to meet you.” I said, almost rolling my eyes. I crossed my arms across my chest and exhaled. How could Cassidy have said Gardevoir was nice? To me, all he did was show off his magic. No wait, abilities .
“Pleased to meet you too.” he lifted his hand and beckoned Qiao to come over, in which she instantly obeyed. She walked behind his wheelchair and pushed it, making it seem like he moved by himself though he was just sitting.
He whispered something in Qiao’s ear and she nodded, “Gardevoir would like you to come to his office today. Most applicable; now.”
I nodded, what else could I do? After all, once I arrived at Prodigy, I was being led around like a dog on a leash, I wasn’t even able to visit the bathroom on my own. And did I mention having to puke?
When I turned around, Gardevoir and Qiao Ming had disappeared, leaving me behind.
“Hey! Hey anyone? What? Do you just drop me off here in this vast open land?” I said dramatically, waving my hands about. Apparently, there was no reply so I ended up walking back to Prodigy based on my memory.
“Uh, Gardevoir, just the same as Cointvous.” I grumbled to myself, storming into the institute, feeling a cool breezy wave of air conditioning hit me as the doors opened. God, it’s cold here .
“Ah, Ebony! Gardevoir was looking for you! Why are you late?” I heard a familiar voice. When I turned around, it was who I expected; Sakura Qiao Ming.
“Xiao Ming, I was looking for you too.” I said, catching my breath. Gardevoir, who I was told to be nice clearly cared about me none more than his pets. Or even worse, I was on a level lower than a dog.
“You’re late come on, Gardevoir is waiting!” Qiao Ming said, grabbing me by the arm and dragging me across with her. If it wasn’t for the long flowing dress I couldn’t control, I would have pushed past her and barged into his office myself, instead of being pulled around.
Turning a few corners, a similar way to the maze leading to Cassidy’s room, I stumbled across a simple beige door, the frame around it carved from marble and the doorknob clear glass.
Qiao Ming’s voice dropped to a whisper, “Please do go inside.”
Hearing her voice barely a whisper, I knew Gardevoir wasn’t the type to be around noise. Frankly, I didn’t care but since I was forced to stay here for at least one night – as Cassidy promised to arrive tonight with a plan – I had to at least respect him. So I entered with a curtsey.
“Good evening Gardevoir.” I said, keeping my head low.
It was tiring, having to hold out your arms, pulling open your dress as if I was a peacock ready to do a fanning dance. I looked up, realising he had no response, but only met with his calm red eyes.
“Ebony.”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t call me Gardevoir.”
Well, of course. As soon as I try to do something right, I’m corrected. I stood up, finding a seat to sit and sat as comfortably as I could, brushing my hand over the velvet armrest. There were curtains draping over and around the chair, almost as if the curtains could draw in and entirely block the guest from seeing Gardevoir. The curtains had a leathery touch to it, but not quite.
Once I seated myself, I noticed from my point of view, the room was incredibly gloomy and his eyes glowed.
“This is your Pro:File.”
“Pro? File?”
“Ebony, please don’t play games with me, I have no time for that.” Gardevoir pushed the wheels of the wheelchair, rolling across to me with an outstretched hand. In his hand was a file folder. Mine.
“Uh, um, oh um, this…?” I began to stammer. Half of me wanted to know how much information about me was inside, another half wanted to slam it to his chest and never open it even if I was sitting on an electric chair. At this thought, I jumped up, startling Gardevoir.
“What?! Sit down!”
I looked at him, now I was startled, “Why?”
“Just sit, please.” Gardevoir rolled back to his original spot; high up in a seat like a lawyer in high court.
I shifted uncomfortably. It wasn’t the first time I had been ordered to sit down. It happened a lot in class back in Earth when I started to dance in the middle of a lesson. I was absorbed with music, a part of me. But at the same time I hated it, so much I could smash my iPod on the ground and kick it away.
“Do I…have to read my file?” I asked, silently shifting my eyes around to see if the chair was dangerous.
“No. Just take it Ebony, it’s nothing bad.” he rolled his wheelchair forward again, holding out the Pro:File.
I sighed, What on Earth am I doing here? Why did I even agree to stay here?
I thought to myself but I knew no matter how much I regretted it, there was no way I’d ever go back. Even if I could, I would have a horrible reputation.
So I reached for the file and held it in my hands; trembling.
I looked up, hoping Gardevoir would say he made a mistake and the file wasn’t mine but it didn’t happen. All Gardevoir did was stay back at his desk and his glowing eyes flickered.
“You may go now.”
“I—what?” I eyed Gardevoir, filled with anger and confusion at once.
“Go. Shoo.”
Oh, so that’s how it is? Take the file and go. Right. That’s nice.
I obeyed reluctantly, standing up, brushing at the dress and walking out, tripping a little on the way out.

{{ Uah...this is the longest chapter I've ever posted...it was originally connected to chapter 7 (which I will post later) but I decided to cut it in half }}
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Like I have said before, you'd have more luck posting this in a site where this kind of stuff is more promoted, like the site I gave earlier.
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Like I have said before, you'd have more luck posting this in a site where this kind of stuff is more promoted, like the site I gave earlier.


{{ It's a blocked site on this computer that I use, I can't seem to get to the site }}
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Shrapnel893 wrote:

Like I have said before, you'd have more luck posting this in a site where this kind of stuff is more promoted, like the site I gave earlier.


{{ It's a blocked site on this computer that I use, I can't seem to get to the site }}


There are other ones I'm sure you can find.
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There are other ones I'm sure you can find.


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There are other ones I'm sure you can find.


{{ Hmmm...I can try but the one I'm using now is monitored by a school department so most sites that don't realte to education is pretty much blocked. I'm glad CR isn't though XD }}


You could try accessing a computer outside your school department. Also, have you ever tried fanfiction? Just got into it myself and it's pretty fun.
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You could try accessing a computer outside your school department. Also, have you ever tried fanfiction? Just got into it myself and it's pretty fun.


{{ *nods* I used to have a direct access to computers out of school. I have an account on Fanfiction.net but I haven't been using it for a while since without access it's also blocked OTL }}
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You could try accessing a computer outside your school department. Also, have you ever tried fanfiction? Just got into it myself and it's pretty fun.


{{ *nods* I used to have a direct access to computers out of school. I have an account on Fanfiction.net but I haven't been using it for a while since without access it's also blocked OTL }}


xD, with a will there's a way. I'm sure you'll find one.
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