Christmas

Christmas

“Come on, girl. It’s Christmas! Christmas! Brighten up a bit will you.” You told the auburn haired girl sitting next to you. Hope spared you glare, and continued with her reading.

You were a young witch studying in Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted. You did not have any friends per se, everyone was polite to you, but usually preferred to stay from you due to your slightly risky nature. It was not your fault that you always ended up being in bad situation. You just happened to have the worst luck in the whole universe. Very few people were tolerant about your this “talent”, and Hope was one of them. All thanks to the awesome tribrid genes. It kept her alive anyway.

It looked like Hope was clearly going to ignore you for the rest of the day. You decided that you were going out. You can enjoy the Christmas alone.

Mystic Falls always fascinated you. A lot of human population, along-side of crazy supernatural. You found it amusing how ignorant they were about reality. You were walking past few stores. They were set for Christmas. You paused in front of a store and were busy admiring the decorations, when you were hit by something on the head.

-x-x-

When you opened your eyes, you found Hope and Josie looking down at you, worry in their eyes.

“What happened?” You and Josie asked at the same time and then gave a confused look.

“Something hit me. What happened?” You asked.

Hope was the one to reply.

“We don’t know. We found you unconscious here.” She said, pointing around the woods.

“What the f***!” You muttered under your breath. Josie held her hand to help you up. You muttered a inaudible ‘thank you’ and dusted your cloths.

“We need to go.” Hope said and started to walk.

“Where?” You asked following her along with Josie.

“We need to find your attacker.” She replied.

“So much for your bright Christmas.” Muttered Josie.

You groaned loudly. It was going a hell of Christmas.

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Made for Each Other (Part 1)

You always knew you were different from others. You remembered how your parents gave you worried looks, as if you were some alien creature. You were human as far as you knew, with shape shifting abilities. You shifter into a cat and had climbed a tree when you were a mere toddler. Your mom kept looking for you everywhere. Police were called. Neighbors joined the search. Everyone was out looking for you in the town and the surrounding wilderness. No one could find you. You watched them as a cat and did not know how to turn back. There was no plausible explanation for where you were, what happened to you when you returned home.

That incident was marked in your consciousness. Since that day you had withdrawn yourself from the world. You found yourself more at home in the wilderness. You shifted into the animals, birds and even insects and trees. Over years you had figured out that you can shift into other humans and inanimate objects, which was when you found out that your father was cheating on your mother. To say the things did not end well would be an understatement. You shifted into a coyote (as they were seen in your neighborhood a lot) and broke into the house through the window. Your dad and his mistress were scared to their wits. Your neighbor who had heard the glass break had called the police and your mom. And everything went south from there. Your mom found about your dad’s infidelity, the police thought that there was a mad coyote attacking humans. Your dad was out of the town the next day with his mistress and the police were busy looking out for the coyote. No one could link your involvement with the incident. Except one person.

You were sitting under a park bench in a dog form when Fury came and sat on the bench. He started playing with you. You didn’t mind. You have played before with humans in your animal or bird forms. But then he started calling you by your real name. He whispers all the thing he knew about you. You tried to run but he spoke in such a soft assuring voice requesting you to hear him out. You stared at him for a while then rushed to the place where you had hidden your clothes. You came back and had one of the life changing conversations of your life time.

-x-x-

You waited for Fury at the reception of the Avenger’s Compound. You were to join them today. All the years of training and spying opened a new opportunity for you. You stared at the abstract painting in the room thinking about your past.

Your conversation with Fury. You were barely an 11 year old child with same cool powers, at least you thought they were cool. Fury had explained you about himself and SHIELD. He told you that you would make a valuable asset to the team. It didn’t take him much convincing for him to get you agreeing to his deal, but you had your conditions. You wished to be independent, not associate with any organization. Fury could request for your service at any time for decent remuneration. He agreed. Years later you and Fury would be thankful for this agreement as not very soon after your agreement, SHIELD collapsed due to HYDRA infiltration. You were the most trustworthy source of information for Fury. You had worked alongside the Avengers, assisted them in various missions. Only thing that they did not know it was you. You wondered how they would take the news. You will find out soon enough.

A voice calling you out of your reverie. Fury was waiting for you by the elevator. You walked up to him. You entered the elevator, and Fury turned to you.

“Are you ready for this?” He asked.

“I am.”

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Eloped

“Good Evening! Good Evening! Good Evening Everyone!” James Corden welcomed his audiences, both live and the ones watching the telecast, through the thunderous applause.

The applause slowly died down, before James continued,

“Good Evening Everyone! Welcome to The Late Late Show. I am your host James Corden, and we have an amazing show lined up for you.” 

More applause followed.

“Our first guest tonight, also our only guest tonight, is someone with whom I personally have a bone to pick. He has created a lot of uproar across the internet and the world in past few weeks, that he managed to crash Instagram. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the newly or not so newly hitched NIALL HORAN!”

Niall walked on to the stage, waving his hand toward the crowds and camera. He did a semi bro hug with James before making himself comfortable on the sofa.

The applause subsided, except few hoots and claps here and there.

“Welcome Niall!”

“Hey! James!”

“Don’t ‘Hey! James!’ me.”

Niall let out a nervous laugh.

“Care to explain this?” James continued and pointed to the screen. It was the acceptance speech he gave at the AMAs a few weeks ago.

“...I would also like to thank my wife. Thank you, Bells, for standing by me. For giving me the push and pull when I needed it. For being by strength, my support, my heart, my soul. You make me a better man and I cannot express the love I feel for you in any words. Thank You! Thank You all! Have a great night!”

“As you declare your love for your wife, about whom no one seems to have any idea, I mean look at Louis’s face-”

The screen started showing Louis’s confused ‘What?’ reaction to Niall’s declaration of love. 

“His reaction has ended up being a meme!” James exclaimed showing various contexts. Niall let out a hearty laugh.

“Not only Louis, look at the reaction of others in attendance.. there’s Taylor- classy Taylor surprise reaction, there’s Liam- he too has managed to become a meme.” James showed various artist’s reactions to Niall’s speech.

“Yeah. I mean... what can I say? Yeah.” Niall tried to play it off.

“What can you say? Well, you can always start with the fact that how you ended up being married while the rest of the world thought that you were enjoying the bachelorhood.” 

The audience cheered.

“When the hell did you get married?”

“It been almost more than six months.... actually no.. it’s been eight months.” Niall confessed.

“Eight months?” James exclaimed. “Eight months?” James looked baffled. 

“Yeah!”

“How come we didn’t know about? Where was my invitation? Did it get lost? How did you send it? The courier company are going to hear from me very soon?” James bombarded Niall.

“Well....” Niall hesitated.

“Well what?”

“There was no invite?” It came out as a question.

“What do you mean there was no invite? How was I suppose to attend your wedding without invitation? Did you even invite me? Did I make it to the final guest list?”

“There was no guest list... there was no invite. Me and Bella had eloped.” Niall finally admitted.

His confession caused a lot of uproar of applause and hoots in the audience. James was speechless.

“I should be congratulating you. I’ll do that once I can completely process this information. But why on earth will you do that?”

“Well, she wanted a small and intimate wedding, I also wanted the same. But it was an impossible task, considering that we both have extremely large families. So, the only way we could do it was if we disappointed some of the family and friends or we disappoint all of them. We went for the later option.”

This earned a laugh from the audience.

“How did your family take it? When did you tell them?”

“We told them as soon as we came back home from our honeymoon-”

“So you had a honeymoon too? How thoughtful!”

“Actually it was a vacation, but we ended up marrying, so our vacation turned into honeymoon.”

“Alright. How did your families take it? We they disappointed with you as I am right now?”

“My folks were disappointed and hurt... but they understood our reasons. It took them some time, but they accepted it.”

“What about her folks? Were they convinced as easily as yours were?”

“Eh... Not really.”

“Yeah? How did they take the news?”

“Let’s just say that I literally ran for my life”