The Mandela Effect
(c) 2017
A collaboration by Leila and Haylee V
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Chapter 2

Smoke envelops the room. Oh God! It's started! Nobody waited for the orders to be signed! Were they targeting me? The living room billows with smoke. My exit is blocked. What do I have on me? I spy my luggage through the flames. I can't get to it. My purse and my wallet are there. NO! My eye catches a glimpse of the sunlight peering through my bedroom window. The smoke builds in the room.

Matthew Carter was alone, his twin brother Ryan gone, and it was Matt's fault. When his twin crother had manifested as a mutant, things had gone to hell, and now the specter of inevitability hung over his own head. Born to a family who reviled mutants, Matt's survival will depend upon the winds of fate blessing him with a chain of small mercies.

One morning, Vincent woke up very early. He wasn't used to getting up so early but for some reason he found his eyes opening around 8am and sitting up. He looked out the window, saw the sun shining on he porch and yawned. Vincent then stood up and felt an odd bounce in his step, he couldn't quite figure out what that feeling was but he didn't feel like questioning it too much.

The Mandela Shift
(c) 2017
A collaborative effort by Haylee V and Leila

I grimaced as I walked into the shop, having to squint to adjust my eyes to the dim lighting within. The place felt like a dungeon, or worse yet, a bondage lair, with leather clothing and accessories adorning every wall and shelf.

"...Ophelia?" I asked nervously.

This story references some violence, actually quite a lot of it. No sex though so it should be safe for the US market.

The Monday it all started I sat alone on the bus to school as usual. This was OK since I could spend the time to forge a letter from my parents recusing me from the upcoming school camping trip. Yes, I was not really the most popular kid in school. The fact that I didn’t conform to the usual stereotypes didn’t really help. Petite, long hair, artistic, dancing ballet and sometimes wearing a skirt made people peg me as gay, which I’m not, I prefer to think about myself as ”equal opportunity”. On the other hand my black belt in karate confused people as did the fact I was the school’s star pitcher. However, all this wasn’t really the direct reason why everyone kept their distance from me. I was also the favorite target of the group of bullies that styled themselves ”The Magnificent Seven”. They even had an ongoing ranking list of who was the worst bully.

*Before…

I sit back further into the couch and pull my legs under me. It’s more comfortable that you think only it’s just one of those really coded gender deals that guys or non-femme guys aren’t socially allowed to do.

“I’m actually still thinking of all the stuff ahead Dad. What is home going to be like or feel like and I kind of like being Robin but I have no idea how going back to Rob’s going to feel and then there’s school and town and the grandparents and just me trying to walk back into my old life and there’s just so much that’s changed about me.”

“Like being Robin?” He asks.

I nod and pull a small couch cushion in front on me and I hug it. “And the fact I like me, her, I like being Robin and that when I’ve been Robin I’ve met a guy and talked and danced and stuff and it was so much not the end of the world.”

*And Now…

Hello, have a chapter!

The riddle of Riddle is revealed! Say it three times fast, and wonder what sort of meds I'm on!

Copyright Nagrij, 2017.

“The Many Faces of Adira Potter: Chapter 26”
By = Fayanora

Chapter Twenty-six: Chandra Rahasyamay

Note 1: Text in 'Italics and British quotes' is Parseltongue.

Note 2: Once more, I apologize for the bits and pieces of canon dialogue/narration here and there.

Forced to pretend that he likes wearing girls’ clothes in order to protect his secret identity, Chris has a difficult time now that friends, family, and schoolmates all believe him to be transgender. Meanwhile, a chance encounter uncovers a mystery that has potentially far-reaching effects for the entire city.

All his life James Nolan had been picked on humiliated along with his friend Robert. They both volunteered to be part of a new experiment to make them better. To turn them into the person they always felt they should look like. The image of their inner self brought out as they concentrated on how they should look during The Process.

Chapter Description: Chapter Three: The time for Padme's training has arrived. But, even when she completes her training will she be able to handled certain facts about what she has become in the cold light of day.

In other words, the Jedi train a Thor.

Jem… Chapter 190

Jem…Chapter 190 by Bailey Summers Copyright © 2013 Bailey Summers All Rights Reserved.