Within The Crystal Ball – 7.11 – Sibling Matters

Lumie and I stayed up a long time but both of us ended falling asleep before Vilkas got home. Dad and Pa had ushered us upstairs after the girl had said she knew Villy’s biological family. Well. Ushered me upstairs. I woke up Lumie and we mentally discussed this while we sat at the top of the stairs, trying to get a better look at the blonde lady. Lumie dropped off at two am and I had to shake her gently awake to help her back in her room. I got her tucked in, then decided to curl up in Gladdy’s bed to wait for Vilkas… but then dropped off myself. I woke up sometime after seven, sleepy, confused, and then falling out when I remembered the night’s events.

I ran out of the room and down the stairs. Vilkas wasn’t anywhere in sight though the blonde woman was sitting there eating the breakfast Pa put down in front of her. Pa smiled when he saw me and began piling pancakes on another plate. “Is Vilkas here?” I asked, going over, keeping my eye on the blonde.


“Yeah, he and your dad are taking a walk and talking,” Pa explained as he slid a plate over to me. “Is Lumie awake?”

“No, she’s still asleep.” I began scarfing down the food, still watching the lady. “Wazzour ‘ame?” I asked.

Zaid!” Pa snapped

I swallowed my food, blushing a bit. “What’s your name?” I asked, this time without a mouth full of food.

“Bonehilda,” she replied carefully.

“Huh. Interesting name.” I went back to eating, stuffing the last bite in my mouth then holding up my plate for more. Considering all I’d been eating lately was junk food, Pa very happily plopped two more pancakes down for me. “So, you think you know Vilkas’s like, bio family? Cuz that’s like, impossible.” I froze, fork hovering over my food. “Isn’t it?” I added in a fearful whisper to Pa.


“I knew his father, and I do know his grandfather,” Bonehilda said.


It was Papa who answered my question, explaining to me what had been talked about earlier. Apparently Vilkas’s biological father died four years ago. Killed. Murdered. My brain of course brought up the image of my stalker sliding a sword through Carl Briggs’s chest. I shook my head, trying not to think of that disgusting image. But no matter how much I shook my head the blood was still spraying until I had to shove away my untouched pancakes. Pa frowned a bit when I did that though thankfully kept quiet.

“I’m sure there are a lot of questions still needing to be answered,” Papa said cheerfully. “But that’s for Vilkas, not you. Zaid, could you take a tray of food up to your sister and stay with her?”

“PA!” I whined, knowing he was doing this because Vilkas and Dad were coming back. I could see them out the window. “I wanna say hi to my brother!” I drew this word out with a full-on glare at Bonehilda who didn’t seem phased. Hmph. I got up and, ignoring Pa, went to wait near the door. “Villy!” I said, giving him a big smile.


Vilkas didn’t smile back. He looked exhausted, weary, and a bit stressed out. His eyes were slightly red and puffy from… crying? My own grin faded at the sight of him. “Hey Zaid,” he said in a raspy voice.

Dad moved in closer to me, putting his hands on my shoulders and leaning in. “Why don’t you go wait upstairs,” he said. He didn’t ask me–this was a Command with a capitol C. I swallowed, nodding. I grabbed the tray Pa had made for Lumie and scurried upstairs, feeling sick with worry for my brother.

What the heck was going on? I mean, Vilkas was gonna be twenty soon. TWENTY. That was NINETEEN years of him hanging around with no indication from this lunatic, or whoever his ‘grandfather’ was. Why now? And surely Vilkas wasn’t gonna just go. I mean. We were his family. Us. He never knew his grandfather, because his grandfather–both of them–died ages ago. Dad’s dad and Pa’s dad. Not some werewolf with a creepy blonde gopher named Bonehilda. He was a Danevbie-Greyson like the rest of us–well, like most of us but even with the ‘Danevbie’ dropped from her name, it didn’t change the fact Presea was one of us. We were… a family.

>You’re overreacting,< Lumie broke into my head, making me realize I was just standing in the hall with her food. >Even if Villy goes to see him, he’s not just gonna move away from us and ignore us. I’m starving, hurry up with the food and–<


Here she stopped talking mentally and began speaking out loud since I opened the bedroom door. “–stop being all anxious about Vilkas. Ooooh, pancakes. Strawberry syrup on them?”

I set the tray down over her lap. “Yeah.” I moved back to Gladdy’s bed, throwing myself down and scowling at nothing in particular.

“Watcher you look just like Dad when you do that, you know that right?” she asked as she carefully cut the stack of pancakes up.


I just scowled even more. “I don’t like her. Bonehilda. I hate her.” I punched the pillow a few times then got back up to pace around. I took a peek out the window, wondering if my stalker was there but I didn’t see any signs of him. Hmph. Why couldn’t he have attacked Bonehilda instead of running off–

“You talked to him?” Lumie’s jaw dropped as she realized my thought process.

“Yep, last night right before Miss Blondie showed up,” I said, peering around the yard for him. I told Lumie what was said, even though it wasn’t much, and then complained some more about Bonehilda. About what this might mean. All right, so I was scared Vilkas would just go off. He was a werewolf, wasn’t he? Wouldn’t he prefer to be in the company of other werewolves… away from people who might wanna kill him…?


“If he wanted to be away, he would have gone off as soon as he turned eighteen,” Lumie said as she got out of bed, placing a hand over her hugely swollen belly. “Stop being all worrypants! You’ll upset the baby.”

I crept over so I could give her a hug and give the baby bump a pat. “My apologies,” I told her stomach then swiftly put my barriers up. It was moments like this that made me kinda regret supporting her adoption decision. I knew it was the best option for her. I knew it was. Lumie wasn’t gonna be able to handle being a mother yet, and she did not want to be a mother yet. But sometimes I wished my little niece would be staying around. And when I did wish it, I hid it away from my twin because I didn’t want her to know I felt this way. She needed my unwavering support, and that’s what she was going to get.


Whatever was discussed downstairs made Vilkas decide to visit his grandfather. None of us were happy about this decision. Specter offered to go but Vilkas wanted to do this on his own, to all our dismay. I was worried they’d do something to him but when I mentioned my fear he just rubbed my head and promised me I’d be fine.


“I need to do this, to see,” he said. “I–I need to. I’ll call when I get there.”

And he left. Not back to college, but to wherever his biological grandfather was. Lumie fell into a state of distress at this and worried for ages about the closed adoption for her baby. She kept questioning if it was the right thing, but they had all agreed on a closed adoption. She doubted the family would want to do an open adoption. I has to keep promising her this was the best thing.

“This situation is very different from Villy’s,” I pointed out on the third day Vilkas was gone. “This is a proper adoption through the right channels, not just finding a baby in the woods. Vilkas… Villy is…”

I stopped, thinking about my brother sadly. He had called us multiple times, telling us all sorts of wild stories. An entire clan of werewolves living in a castle in the mountains. All of them with white hair and fur like him. He was the only one with blue in his hair/fur though, although apparently one of the werewolves had a very light blue hair dye in some of his hair. Villy’s biological grandfather was in charge of the clan but he was dying and apparently they wanted Vilkas to come take charge once the old man bit the dust. Vilkas didn’t say whether he wanted to or not, but he was staying for a few more days. Getting to know the werewolves, getting a feel for the place. I really hoped he was coming back soon.


“I guess,” Lumie grumbled. “It’s just I keep thinking different things. I miss Saul. Stop looking at me like that, I know he dumped me but I liked him. I–I loved him. And I lost all my friends. I only have you guys now.” She began crying, and I reached over to comfort her. “Villy won’t leave us, will he?”

“He won’t,” I promised. He can’t do that to us… he’s our family…

Of course Vilkas wasn’t even thinking about leaving. He came back after another few days and told us he was never going back there. He hated it there. His grandfather was a nutjob, acting like a king. Half the members of the clans either were jerks to Vilkas or trying to suck up to him. Bonehilda apparently wasn’t even human, she was a set of bones that could walk and talk (she had only appeared human through a potion she had taken). “It’s a total freaking medieval life there!” Vilkas said as he stomped around the living room. “And like, I’m supposedly their freaking prince. It’s insanity. It’s insanity!”

With that, he headed back to college and we all breathed a sigh of relief.


October crept on, getting closer and closer to Halloween. My stalker was back, of course. Hanging around outside at night like the… freaking… stalker he was. One night when Lumie was up I tried to show her but my stalker disappeared in the time it took her to cross the room to the window.


“I do believe you,” she promised, feeling the worry.

She was growing heavier and heavier with each passing day. As October came to an end, she barely ever came downstairs because of the effort it took her. We thought about installing her on a bed downstairs but since the downstairs bathroom didn’t have a tub or shower we decided that was out of the question. For Halloween I dressed as ‘Linus’ from the Charlie Brown cartoons, while Lumie dressed all in green and painted her huge stomach like a jack-o-lantern.

When November started, Lumie stopped doing her online classes completely and pretty much just stayed in bed almost all the time. Dad and Pa and I waited on her hand and foot, doing her bidding. Sometimes she took advantage of this when I was around but mostly she kept her requests to ones she really needed.


“Do you think I’ll ever find someone?”

It was about four days before her due date. She was looking out the window, watching the sleet try to decide if it was gonna turn to rain or snow. I went over to join her, rather surprised by this question.

“Course you will,” I said. “One day.”

“Nobody will want me.” She put a hand on her belly, frowning. “I’m like… that… old chipped mug in the back of the cupboard. I’m used. I’m used.”


I shrugged one of my shoulders. “Everyone has a favorite mug, you just need to wait and see. There’s some guy out there right now, looking out his window and sighing because all the mugs he’s seen are ugly.”

Lumie laughed and squeezed my arm. “You’re a doofus, you know that?” I just grinned back but then my grin became a forced one when she said, “What about you? What sort of girl do you want?”

I looked out the window, my smile still locked. “I don’t know,” I said, trying not to sound as tense as I felt. “Someone who will accept me for me.” Like I thought AZ did. Smart. Funny. Gorgeous. And liked me… well… pretended to like me… well… she said she started to like me… But how could I trust that? And what did it matter, she was dead. Psychostalker killed her. Murdered her. In front of me.

I closed my eyes tightly, the image of AZ’s corpse appearing before me. Her staring eyes, mouth open, blood streaming out of the chest wound. I felt so angry I wanted to punch Psychostalker even if he sworded me to death which I wasn’t sure why he hadn’t yet. I still didn’t know if he was a good witch or a bad witch, so to speak. Part of me figured he was good–or at least, wanted to keep me alive. But part of me figured that he was just biding his time… that he was part of whoever was gonna use me for bad, and was just keeping me alive till I was ready.


It was just a matter of time before he revealed which one it was.


Lumie had her baby on November twelfth. It was the middle of the day when she went into labor and we all rushed her to the hospital. I didn’t really know what to expect. I guess… we’d get there and she’d push the baby out but instead we got hours and hours and hours of waiting. The couple adopting were there too, which pleased me when I saw they were there all night long and wanting to do what they could. They weren’t just waiting at home for a phone call, they were actually staying up at the hospital with us.

After fourteen hours of Lumie crying and begging for pain medicine, it was finally time. I tried to leave the room but she took hold of my hand and said in a demonically possessed voice that if I dared leave her side she would rip my heart out. So I meekly sat beside her and let her break all the bones in my hand as she gave birth. Her fingernails dug so deep in my skin that I was soon bleeding. Glados was on her other side, holding her other hand. We had called the siblings in, of course, and they were all here except for Vilkas since he wasn’t permitted into the room while she gave birth.

Finally a little girl was born, and after she was cleaned up and cut from Lumie… she was offered for Lumie’s arms. Lumie weakly shook her head and rolled towards me, pulling me down against her, crying softly into my shoulder. “No, I can’t, please,” she whispered, sounding utterly exhausted. So Lumie’s daughter was taken from the room and out of our lives, forever.



Over the next few days, Lumie was almost completely silent unless she was crying. I knew how she felt, as complicated as it was. She didn’t feel guilt over giving her daughter to the family but part of her wished she could have kept her baby. >I know I would have failed as a mother though,< she whimpered in my head. >I’m not mature enough to handle a baby. But I wish I was.<

Slowly though she started doing better. As November turned colder and colder, as the leaves disappeared and the snow came, my sister started to finally return a bit to her old self. Not that she’d ever be her old self again. She was changed, of course. No way something like that could happen and not change her. The biggest change I noticed, though, was when Saul phoned her up and asked about the baby.

Now, we had contacted Saul during the pregnancy. We had contacted him and his family and they informed us that they wanted nothing to do with this because it was all Lumie’s fault. Saul even told his parents that Lumie had claimed to be on birth control. So there had been an agreement that the baby would be ours, and whatever decision we made it was our decision to make. So when Saul called up, asked about the baby, was informed about the adoption, and started to scream at my sister for going behind his back… I was prepared to snatch the phone from her and yell back at him.


Before I could, Lumie snapped. “We talked about what to do with the baby, Saul,” she hissed angrily. “There were papers signed about the baby being in my family’s hands!” I could hear him screaming through the phone about how he expected her to raise the baby and how she was just a selfish slut. “Well, maybe that’s just one of the few things we have in common, Saul. High expectations. You expected me to raise your baby and I expected you to be a semi-decent human being. Looks like we were both mistaken there. Don’t ever call me again.” She hung up and threw her phone on her bed, face red, eyes full of tears.


Things changed that winter, too. Not for the better. After the older three siblings came home from their first semester… Vilkas got a phone call from one of the werewolves at the castle. Of course he didn’t tell us everything that was said but throughout the Christmas season he seemed really upset and distracted about something, and was constantly in contact with the werewolf until just after the New Years when he announced he was going back to the castle.


“Not back to college,” he said to our stricken faces. “They need me. You–you guys have no idea what it’s like. They’ll just… sink into nothing without me.” He ran his fingers through his hair, looking depressed. “I know I have every right to say no and trust me, part of me wants to say no. But I can’t just abandon them. Besides, I don’t see much point in finishing college. Especially after the full moon in November.”

We all knew what had happened. He had classes in the morning after a full moon and he showed up, tired, bedraggled, but ready to do school. All the other kids felt uneasy around him till finally the teacher asked him to leave for the day since he was causing such a distraction/problem. Same thing happened when he tried showing up for his afternoon class. And in December before the full moon he was asked not to show up the day before it happened, either. He missed several classes because of all this.


“So you’re just going to go and–and be a Prince?” Glados asked in a disbelieving tone.

Vilkas shrugged. “Why not? It will be work but…  what else am I going to do with my life? Seriously? No, seriously?” He looked around at all of us, meeting each set of eyes. “How many werewolves do you know working a regular job, besides at the Rag? Vampires? Faeries?” He stood up, pacing around by the fireplace. “I can answer that: none. At least, none that are known. Some faeries can hide their wings, apparently, and pass as a normal human. But Weres and Vamps are out of the freaking question. Our eyes. The mark of a vampire. We’re set apart. Cast aside. I might be able to do work… like, telemarketer or something. Or continue working at the Rag.” He stopped and folded his arms, seeming to take up the whole room. “But why? I don’t want to do those things. I don’t know what I want exactly, but maybe being there I can figure things out. And to be honest, it’d be nice to get to know other werewolves. Even if some of the ones there aren’t so pleasant.”

Pa got up and hugged Villy tightly. Presea joined him and soon we were all doing a big group hug. “No matter what, we love you,” Pa whispered.

“I know, Pa,” Villy promised, kissing the top of his head. “Trust me, I’ll be visiting home a lot and calling in, and maybe you guys can all come visit. I’m not sure if there are rules about non-werewolves visiting but…” With this he cracked a grin. “If I’m gonna be Alpha King Dude then I guess I can make the rules, yeah?”


“As long as I can call you King Dude, then,” I snorted. Vilkas cracked a grin at that and reached over, messing my hair up. I made fake protest noises but then dove into his arms hugging him tightly.


Uncle Kay,

Things are weird here. Vilkas is gone, gone to that castle thing. Saya and Gladdy are back in college. Saya is nineteen already… and in a week, Lumes and I will be sixteen. It’s hard to believe it. I don’t feel sixteen. I don’t want to be sixteen. In regards to your question, yep. Nightmares are still plaging me. They’re starting to let up though. I only have a couple nightmares a week so that’s something, right?


Here’s a picture I wanted to show you! I’ve been thinking more and more about this destruction thing. Like people using me for bad. I want to protect myself. So I’ve taken up martial arts. Pa and Dad are like super happy about me doing this and honestly it’s reeeeallllly awesome I mean it is FUN. It makes me forget about my problems and I feel less stressed out after my class is done. I’ve had four classes now over two weeks, and I can’t wait till my next class. I’ve decided I want to master this sort of thing. Not like before. I mean when I keep changing my mind about things. I really want to do this, and I really like it. Plus I can protect myself and my family if need be.


I loved martial arts. The nightmares became less frequent with each class I took. Pa and Dad even bought me a training dummy for my sixteenth birthday. Lumie made a remark about spending money on something I wouldn’t need after a few months, but I ignored her. I focused all my energy and time into this. And a month after I started my classes, I was able to earn a white belt.

February wasn’t a great month for the others though. Lumie was depressed since it had been a year since she got pregnant, Presea got dumped, Gladdy got her first a-minus, and Vilkas’s biological grandfather passed away. We wanted to be there for him but Vilkas said that we couldn’t come to the funeral. We just weren’t allowed, and it’d be intrusive for those grieving though Villy did come home for a few hours. He wasn’t very upset or distraught, and he admitted he didn’t feel any fondness for his grandfather.

“But now… you’re in charge of the clan?” Pa asked.


Vilkas swallowed, nodding and looking down at his lap. “Yeah. I’m–I’m the Alpha now. People are going to look to me for guidance and I have no idea what I’m doing. I could have had a few months to learn but–but instead I went to college and now I’ve only had a month with him and–“

Dad reached over and put a hand on Villy’s shoulder. “You’re strong, smart, and a good person, Vilkas. You’ll be great.”

Just before Villy left, he and I went on a short walk outside. I had been wanting to show him my first belt but hadn’t because I figured he’d be too upset, plus we hadn’t gotten a chance to talk with just the two of us lately. But he asked me all sorts of questions about martial arts, begging me to show him a few moves. He then poked me until I did the moves on him, pointing out that if I did do any harm to him, the wounds would just heal.


“But part of the thing with martial arts is only using it to defend yourself,” I protested and then my face fell. “Of course you’re right. If any werewolves or vampires attack me, I won’t be able to really protect myself.” Suddenly I felt stupid and weak. Maybe I could fight against a witch or faerie, even, but not a werewolf or vampires. Were any of them after me? I remembered the vampire girl from a year ago. I wondered, just a bit, if she had meant any harm towards me. Had my stalker killed her to protect me? Or to keep me alive until I was ready for whatever he wanted?

“Hey,” Vilkas said, cutting my thoughts off. “Just because they heal doesn’t mean you can’t hurt them. If you flipped me over and knocked me out, you could get quite a ways away from me before I came to.” He tousled my hair again. “What Dad said to me earlier goes for you, too. You’re smart, and you’re strong. You are great.”

“I’m just the baby of the family–“


“You’re Zaid,” he said, wrapping an arm around me in a half-hug, half-headlock. “My baby brother, but still a great guy. Don’t ever forget that.” I tried to get free and then we chased each other a bit back to the house.



I did feel a lot better because of that talk, and it sorta became my mantra. Was I stealing it from Vilkas? I wasn’t sure… but it helped me. You’re smart, I thought as I punched the training dummy. You’re strong. I whacked another part of the thing. You’re great. I hit the dummy and then jumped back since it almost gave my head a whack.

Pa and Dad had been talking to me and Lumie about going back into public school but we both refused. Lumie had been trying to reach out to her old friends but most of them were ignoring her, and some of the ones that did talk to her didn’t have pleasant things to say. She was considered a slut around school now and several guys bragged about doing her. None of the girls wanted Lumie around since they were worried she’d steal their boyfriends. The only girl that did talk to Lumie was Tryshya.


I saw Lumie trying to get friends again so I started to do the same. I was e-mailing and texting Clay again, as well as Trysh on occasion. They both seemed excited for me to be in contact with them and while Trysh never mentioned my months of absence, Clay only said one thing about it which was that he had felt angry that I distanced myself but he understood why I was so depressed during that time. I felt guilty for just abandoning them both… but even now, a teensy part of me felt suspicious whenever they questioned me on how I was doing, or if I wanted to hang out. I wasn’t ready to hang out, though. Maybe soon–I promised them that. Soon.

But not quite yet.


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25 Responses to Within The Crystal Ball – 7.11 – Sibling Matters

  1. zefiewings says:

    A lot went down this chapter, It’s a little crazy.
    Poor Lumie! For a while there, I thought she was going to change her mind about the baby. I wouldn’t have blamed her if she did; after all as long as she tried her best for it that’s all that mattered. But she stuck to her guns and I am proud of her. I…I kinda wish I was in a place in my legacy were we could have crossed over, and I adopt the baby. But I’m not. 😦
    Oh poor Vilkas! That must be a confusing situation to be in. Though it does make me excited for the next chapter in his legacy.
    Does this mean that for at least the first generation of his story there will be more crossover’s in the two? I’d hate to see them just not see each other anymore just because it’s a new legacy.
    Poor Zaid! Haunted by the image of his murderous girlfriend killed before his eyes! I am happy he has found an outlet; Martial Arts is a perfect way to help him in both mind and body!
    I kind of hope we see the stalker again soon. I am very interested in him and for some reason I already like him.
    Then agian…I really liked Az and look how that turned out…she tried to kill Zaid. Boy…I sure can pick my favorites huh? :,l

    • sErindeppity says:

      Yeah a lot of stuff happened.
      I think she might have changed her mind if she wasn’t getting the support from Zaid, but it wouldn’t have gone well for her if she did. I love Lumie but her diva trait is very strong in her, and as a teenager it wouldn’t have worked out well for her to be a mother at this point :\
      (fun fact: if she had won the vote she would have gotten pregnant and given the baby up in her story too)
      I feel bad about showing off so much of what happens in Vilkas’s legacy regarding his decisions, but I wasn’t gonna put Danevbies on hiatus for a couple months xD
      There won’t be a TON of crossovers mostly because A I don’t want to reveal who his wife is and B I won’t have any idea how many kids he’s gonna have/genders/names. However there will be vague references to a wife and kids, and I will try to keep as much cross-over-ing as possible because Vilkas and Zaid are close as brothers, and Vilkas is close with his family. I could never just have Vilkas cut himself off from his family, even though some of the Niveum werewolves would like that xD
      I was surprised by the martial arts but it fits in so nicely. I was staring at the end of the chapter trying to figure out what to put and his voice popped in my head “I really want to do martial arts, please?” so voila!
      You’ll be seeing more of the stalker 😉 his identity is revealed in the next chapter and he even has a back story in chapter thirteen!

  2. mischiefthekitten says:

    Poor Lumie, thinking she won’t find anyone to love her because she’s “used” 😦 People might be that stupid at High School but, Lumie, doll, once you get older and grow up people won’t be so judgemental, okay? Just stick it out til then. Somehow. Good thing she’s got Zaid, I love that he was with her when she gave birth :3

    And I love that Zaid has taken up martial arts!! Go, Zaid!! Go kick some butt 😀 I hope he can get back in touch with his friends again. Maybe Lumie could get along with them, too? She needs a friend besides her family in this, poor girl shouldn’t have to cope on her own. Can’t blame her for not going back to school :/

    God I hope is making the right choice. Or rather, I know he is. Going to be Kind Dude ( 😀 ) has got to be more rewarding than doing some small job because he can’t get anything else being a werewolf. At least that way he can save the clan. That counts for something on his CV, right?

    • sErindeppity says:

      Poor Lumie 😦 unfortunately so many teenagers are like this, and it’s awful. She is very lucky to have Zaid ❤ and hehehe he was not very happy at being present for the birth but xD he's quite the brother.
      Zaid is starting to go back to his friends although he is paranoid/nervous about it. And yep I intend on having Trysh befriend Lumie! It's weird, I always think of Lumie as older because Zaid's the baby of the family but they're the same age. x_O so Trysh and Clay are the same age as Lumie. I always forget that!
      -grins- even though he insists it's not in his blood, it really is. The blood of an Alpha. He's born to be leader of the pack!

  3. AliciaRain says:

    That part in the beginning where Vilkas’ eyes were bloodshot made me start crying… then everything in this chapter made me cry… However It has really peeked my interest on Vilkas’ legacy. You gave away just enough to suck me further in to Vilkas, but yet gave nothing away.

    I’m proud of Lumie’s thoughts on her baby. I would feel that way too, I’ve had a kid and KNOW if I had to give up my child for their best chance in life that that’s how I would feel.

    As for Zaid, I think learning martial arts is something that might stick, and I get the sneaky suspicion that Stalker man might even help him with it, but that’s just me.

    • sErindeppity says:

      Awww -hugs- there are some rough parts in this chapter :\
      I’m glad I didn’t give too much away. I am gonna have to be careful of that in Zaid’s story. Keep enough of Vilkas in because of the brother thing without talking too much about his life in the castle.
      I’m proud of Lumie too ❤ and martial arts will be good for Zaid. His stalker might help if his stalker is good :3

  4. angelblue007 says:

    Aww man I wasn’t expecting to tear up during this. :/ Great chapter sErin. Seems like a tough time they family are having. Hopefully some plainer sailing for now before things get even tougher as you have been hinting at. ¬.¬ I’m sure keen to know who the stalker is and what he’s been up to all this time. Actually, I’m the same a zefiewings, I hope there are crossover aspects to the two legacies now because that would be beyond sad if all contact was cut off between the family in Moonlight Falls and Vilkas. So looking forward to the next chapter. xD

    • sErindeppity says:

      Awww ❤ glad you liked it!! I'm not used to focusing so much on siblings so chapters like this are usually a bit difficult for me to write xD
      Ehhhhh it will be…. ehhh a bit rocky…? Depending? There will be calm patches though 😉
      I cannot wait to release chapter 12 and reveal the stalker!
      I'm gonna try to keep as much cross-over-ing in as I can without needing to go too much into Vilkas's legacy from Zaid's pov since there will be stuff I won't know (like in Zaid's legacy we'll probably get to when Vilkas is married/have kids before Vilkas's legacy is there so there will have to be some vagueness to some things)

  5. taylorwr says:

    Looks like we got a small chunk of what the next chapter of Vilkas legacy is gonna be about. Also, Presea and Gladdy don’t seem to have anything exciting going on in their lives. They are just… there.

    • sErindeppity says:

      Yeah there was no way to avoid the Vilkas thing unless I put Danevbies on hiatus for like, two months. And yeah Presea and Glados are mostly at college right now and Zaid’s not so there’s not much of them for a while. I guess I could try to put them in more often but it’d just be a ton of filler with hardly any point. Like this chapter was for the most part -.- which I dislike writing xD plus I really don’t know what I’d put for Presea and Glados at the moment besides repetitive college stuff that we’re gonna get with Zaid anyway.
      Sorry :\

  6. Man, emotions all over the place. Sad for Lumie, pissed at Saul(cause he’s a D**k) , excited because Villy’s legacy is starting up. It’s good Zaid is doing martial arts, now he can defend himself, but he’s got a long way to go before his generation really gets going, being just 16. I can’t wait for the next chapter.

    • sErindeppity says:

      Aww ❤ yeah Saul is a dick. er. d**k. -shifty eye look-
      Zaid's got a very long way to go, let's hope nothing happens before he can really put up a fight 😉
      Yeah, it's weird he's still sixteen @_@ but there will be quite a few time skips coming up, like his first year of college is gonna be mostly skipped I think. There will be chunks of time taken out of places simply because nothing is happening.

      • Hehehe. I was trying to be censored xD I can’t imagine the trouble Zaid will get into in college!

      • sErindeppity says:

        On one hand I want to write a lot of it on the other hand I’m not sure. I think I might bump up one idea to happen in college but then I’d have to figure out a way to get the one scene to happen because in college it wouldn’t make sense. x_x I’ll probably skip some of his college though.

  7. Reblogged this on EuphorialQueen The Sims 3 Blog and commented:
    “I tried to leave the room but she took hold of my hand and said in a demonically possessed voice that if I dared leave her side she would rip my heart out. So I meekly sat beside her and let her break all the bones in my hand as she gave birth. ” Cracked me up!

  8. Lumie’s baby and I share the same birthday :O
    I literally kinda stopped reading once I read that and geeked out for a little bit >_<.
    I thought she was gonna change her mind at the last minute and keep the baby, and I'm actually kind of glad that she didn't. I mean, it would've been so hard on the family adopting – they would've been so close to having a baby only to get it ripped away from them.
    Saul. Don't even get me stared on that dirtbag's phone call. The only thing I have to say on that is I am so glad she told him to never call her again.
    Great chapter as always <3.

    • sErindeppity says:

      oh my gosh I was about to wish you a happy birthday oh my gosh xD I was like “Oh the chapter was just released, it’s still close to the birthday!” then remembered the birth is in November -laughs-
      It would have been very hard on the adopting family, and very hard on Lumie too.
      Saul is a dirty scum jerkbag. Lumie might be heartbroken at the moment but she knows getting rid of him is the better thing to do with how he treats her!
      Aww thanks dear ❤

  9. evilmaniac88 says:

    I’m caught up! Yay! *does celebration dance* actually this isn’t good as it means I don’t have an endless supply of danevbies to read and all of the answers to cliffhangers on the next page 😦 Oh well ! I’m happy that Zaid has taken up martial arts – I hope he sticks with it! I want to find out about the very mysterious stalker guy :O

    • sErindeppity says:

      Whoo congrats on being caught up! Though sorry this means you have to start waiting xD I’ll hopefully get the next chapter out this week, depending on things (I’m supposed to be cleaning/packing and my mom is getting impatient with me… yikes….).
      I especially want the next chapter to be out since stalker guy features quite a bit in it! His identity is reeveeealled!!!

  10. It’s so good to see Zaid recovering! And he looks good in his martial arts uniform!
    I also cracked up at the “I tried to leave the room but she took hold of my hand and said in a demonically possessed voice that if I dared leave her side she would rip my heart out.” bit. ❤
    Gah! I can't wait for you to update Vilkas's legacy! I wanna know what all this is about in depth! I mean… I can wait. I will wait. (I kinda have to, don't I?)

    • sErindeppity says:

      It is very good ___< I feel bad though that's not gonna stop me xD
      I loved that line too, I didn't plan it, it was one of the many things that just flowed out without me knowing it. xD Oh Lumes ❤
      I wanna update Villy's legacy too I need to get writing!!!!

  11. teaandarsenic says:

    I’ve been reading the Danevbie’s for a while now but I have yet to comment. Seeing as I’ve finally that I’ve finally got a wordpress account it seemed long past time. Off all the Sims 3 stories I have read this is by far my favourite. Your writing style is wonderful and it has been a joy to see it improve from generation one to now. The characters are wonderful to read about and I am never disappointed with a chapter and so always look forward to reading them! I adore all 4 of your legacies and just wanted to say that you are an amazing talented individual.

    • sErindeppity says:

      Ahhhhhh thank you so much for reading and for the comment ^_^ I am glad you’ve been enjoying it so much! I love your wordpress name 😉 tea and arsenic hehe.
      -blushes- thank you again for the wonderful, kind words ❤ they mean a lot to me. Especially the bit about me improving. It always makes me a bit giddy and happy when people comment that, since I feel like I've gotten a bit better.
      I hope you continue to enjoy the Danevbie stories! 😀

  12. yellowberries says:

    Can we just round up all of Lumie’s so called “friends” and set them on fire? Seriously, they are trash. Abandoning a friend just because they made a mistake – which EASILY could have been any of them. Pathetic and cruel. ALSO HER BOYFRIEND 😡 What a shit stain. Guh. Lumie you are brilliant and wonderful and they can all get stuffed!

    I haven’t said this yet but I’ve been thinking it for a while – Zaid is a brilliant brother 🙂 I hope he doesn’t give up martial arts. Looks like he’s really going to need it :/

    • sErindeppity says:

      Lol I wish. They are such jerks. Unfortunately people are like that. 😦 Ugh. Saul should have been pulled down!!! But so many are willing to blame the girl and not the guy. It’s a disgusting problem that needs to change. It takes two!
      Zaid is a very good brother. He can be inappropriate and annoying sometimes but when it comes down to it, he will fight like hell for his loved ones ❤ and be the rock his twin needs.

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