Saturday, August 15, 2009

Final Draft-Twilight Fanfiction

Sora Jang
Student ID:1069377

When the situations calm down, Bella and Edward decide to travel around the world as a second honeymoon – since the first ended up as a disaster with Bella getting pregnant – while Renesmee stays in Folks with Jacob and Charlie. However, the trip lasts longer than they expected and Renesmee gets worried when there’s no news from her parents for 10years…

Renesmee woke up with a start. Another nightmare, she shuddered. It was only dawn, and as always, she could hear the rain softly hitting the grass. Where are Bella and Edward? Are they aware that she, their one and only daughter – although she has turned the same age as her mother 4hours before, which is a year older than her father - even existed? She knew that they did, because they always sent a birthday present for her. Last year it was a new mp3 player with latest design from Japan, filled with music probably selected by Edward. His taste of music never changes, she thought, he probably doesn’t know the word ‘trend’ or just ignores it. Two years ago, she found a BMW standing beside Charlie’s cab. She knew it was from her parents because there were Edward’s choice of CD’s and Bella’s choice of books inside the car, but she never found out how it got to her place. There were no notes, let alone a letter. In fact, there hasn’t been any ‘words’ from them since at least five years ago.

No mails. No posts. Not even a tiny parcel standing outside the door. Renesmee has waited till it’s time for the posts to arrive, but there were none for her. Jacob has come, with a huge birthday cake probably baked by Emily(his boss’s wife), and a HUGE bear-hug that would have killed a normal human. Charlie is not up yet, so the two of them are having breakfast, of Emily’s special chocolate fudge cake.
“Where do you think they are now?”
“Huh?” Jacob paused, with mouth still full of cake, trying to figure out who Renesmee’s talking about.
“Do you think they are so far away that their post didn’t arrive in time for my birthday?” which she doubts. Edward is perfect in that way.
“Maybe. You know that they won’t forget your birthday- the present might be held up somewhere because there’s a problem.”
She knew that Jacob too, doubts his idea. If something happened, Alice would have seen it ahead.
Suddenly, Jacob’s hands caught Renesmee’s, and her emotions flowed into his mind.
“You don’t like this,” he stated.
“No. I feel like there’s something going on, but I don’t know what it is.”
She was also a bit disappointed with her parents by their forgetfulness-and was embarrassed by feeling so- but gladly Jacob did not mention it.

That was when the phone rang.
“Renesmee, you need to come. Alice needs to talk to you.”

The two of them ran to the Cullen’s. They did not say anything, but were both worrying about the same idea. Alice needs to talk to Renesmee. She must have seen something, possibly related to Bella and Edward. At the thought of this, Renesmee could not run anymore. Jacob held her tight, practically carrying her all the way to the Cullen’s old house.

They were sitting at the dining table, all of them looking glum.
“Alice? What is it?”
“Renesmee, sorry that I interrupted your birthday breakfast with Jacob,”
Of course she saw that.
“But I needed to see you urgently.”
“It seems that something has happened to Bella and Edward, but Alice couldn’t see exactly what has happened, or what is going to happen.” Carlisle explained briefly.
“One thing I am certain is that we are all going to be flying over to Renee’s.”

Indeed they were
During the flight, Renesmee thought about thousands of possibilities that could have happened to her parents, which made her feel worse and worse. She reached for Jacob’s hand. It always made her feel better. He squeezed her hands.
“You have never been to Renee’s, right?”
“No. She always came to Folks.”

When Renesmee walked out of the toilet, no one was to be seen except Jacob.
“Where is everyone?”
“Dunno, no one was here when I came back from the toilet.”
They looked everywhere, back in the toilet, souvenir shops and even asked the helpdesk lady to make an announcement, but no one came.
“What should we do? We’ve waited for an hour already. “
“Hm…”
“Jacob, I’m scared. What’s happening to us? Where have they gone?”
Renesmee looked as if she was going to cry. Jacob thought for a moment, and stood up taking her hands.
“Let’s eat something. I'm starving.”

After finishing off five chilli dogs in a row, Jacob looked satisfied.
“Let’s plan our next action, then. Do we know Renee’s address?”
“No, but it might be written in my diary.”
When Renesmee opened her bag, she found something that she did not recognise before.
[Renesmee, you must go to the store marked on this map. Ask for Benjamin. –Alice-]
There was a map drawn under the note.

The store was shabby, with various antiques placed in a casual, but neat way.
A mirror caught Renesmee’s eyes. It was a small, portable mirror with winged shapes on both sides.
“A mirror that reflects the true beauty. Said to be dropped by an angel.” A voice explained.
Renesmee looked up with a start. Jacob was staring at the shadow that just appeared from the counter.
“You could have it for free,” The stranger offered.
“Benjamin,” Jacob sneered. He seemed to know the man.
“You are Benjamin? I was told to come here…” Renesmee hesitated, not knowing what she should say. There were no other directions from Alice.
“I should’ve known it was you when I heard the name,” Jacob interrupted.
Benjamin looked up, as if he just realised the presence of Jacob.
“Ah, you are that werewolf. What was your name…?”
“Jacob,” It was Renesmee who answered, “But how do you know each other? I”
Jacob looked away from Benjamin, resisting the urge to tear him up into pieces.
“It’s a long story.” Benjamin smiled.
“Let’s go, Renesmee.” Jacob pulled her towards the door, but was stopped by Benjamin, who blocked the door in an instant. Renesmee realised.
“You are like us.” Suddenly, she was tense.
“More like ‘you’ I’d say.”
“What do you mean?”
“He is half vampire, like you.” Jacob said, trying to pull Benjamin away.
Renesmee’s eyes went wide. She stared at Benjamin, the first creature of her own kind she has met in her life. Then she turned to Jacob.
“Isn’t he a friend? Why are you glowering at him?”
“I don’t like him,” Jacob did not take his eyes off the half-vampire friend, who, despite Jacob’s stare, looked comfortable.
“Well, let’s get to the business, so that you could leave me as soon as you can.”

They stopped at a small cottage. It was beautiful; with gardens of all sorts of flowers-daisies, lilies, roses…Renesmee loved them.
“Now, could you wait outside for a minute?”
After exactly one minute, Jacob pushed Renesmee in.
“OK, boy. One minute’s up!” He shouted.
BOOM!!!!
Renesmee blocked her ears, not knowing what in the world has happened.
“Happy Birthday, Renesmee!”
When she uncovered her ears and opened her eyes, she could not believe her eyes; her parents! They were suppose to be in somewhere far away-like Japan or Egypt- if not in any danger. Does that mean they are in danger? It doesn’t seem so…Her mind turned blank. She was so confused. At last, she yelled,
“What are you guys doing here? I was worried sick…”
She could not finish, as her families-Alice, Rosalie, Charlisle, Esme, Emmet, Jasper-and even Charlie! -strolled in, with friends she remembers from her childhood, Zafrina from the Amazone, Tanya and her family…then she remembered.
“Benjamin!”
There he was, with sly smile on his face, certainly satisfied with himself.
“I remember you now. You helped us when the Volturi came.”
“I was a bit disappointed that you forgot me, although I guess that made it easier for me to trick you.”
Renesmee turned to Bella.
“Mum,”
“Yes, honey.”
“You’re not hurt?”
“No, not at all.”
“And Dad?”
“He’s fine, as you see.”
“You two tricked me!”
Edward smiled.
“Ah, it was hard. I had to ask Alice to help as she could see what we’re up to, and we had to resist writing to you for few years…”
“Which made me worry so much!”
“Sorry, Renesmee, but we wanted you to be surprised.”
He apologized, and turned to Jacob.
“Now, for the present. I did not like the idea but Bella insisted.”
He walked towards Jacob, whose hands were still on Renesmee’s back.
“Jacob, take care of her or I’ll fly here and kill you in the most cruel way you can imagine.”
Than he turned to Renesmee, taking out a set of keys.
“Happy birthday, Renesmee. This place is yours. You can give one of the keys to Jacob, IF you want him to live with you. Of course you can live alone, if you prefer.
Renesmee giggled.
“Nice try, dad. I can’t live without Jacob. We’re bonded to each other.”
“I already designed her wedding dress,” Alice joined in excitedly.
Bella sighed. “Go on, Alice, we won’t disagree, you saw yourself doing it.”

Renesmee was in white, looking as if she is the happiest person in the world. She looked up at the person – werewolf, to be exact – standing next to her. He looked handsome in black suits, although his expressions said that it was deadly uncomfortable.
“Yes” he answered to the preacher. The preacher turned to her, and asked the same question.
“Yes” she answered, the same way as her husband-to-be-in a minute.
She knew, that her story will be ‘happily ever after’, forever without an end.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Week 4_JASON-WANG_ASSESSMENT 1_FANFIC_Sumitted


SID0435524_Jason-Wang_Assessment One_ S2 2009_Final

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Harry Potter and the Sword of Hero (Final)

By Jason Wang


(for Children)

Thousands of thousands of years ago there lived an emperor who ruled over a vast land named the kingdom of Hogwarts. There is a land of hope, joy, friendship and loyalty, at where people are united together under the guardianship of James Potter, the Great. In maintaining his governance, internal peace and influence as well as knocking down his enemies, Potter relied on two men in his Gryffindor Court (the Higher Court). One is the greatest sorcerer of the world – Albus Dumbledore, who was a powerful wizard, not a single trick can escape from his magical eyes. The other is a noble knight, Sir Sirius Black, who was the Chief Commander of the royal army – the Phoenix. He had led many great wars and his name is well known by the people across the world. Enemy’s troops would start to run away in the battlefield by merely seeing the flag and banner that bearing their names. The kingdom was as strong as steel and iron and the spirit of the emperor reaches every corner of the world.

Potter - the Great, had a baby, a boy. One day, Dumbledore visited the newly born baby at the Quidditch Palace. He stood over the cradle which is made out of pure gold and covered by snow white sheep skin for the comfort of the Prince. Dumbledore shut his eyes. “Lord,” he told James Potter, “I am sorry to tell you that I see no good things in the future. You will be invited by Lord Voldemort, the dark lord. An invitation you cannot reject and a one way journey you must travel. I see your kingdom falling into great confusion and separation when you are away. Your baby’s life will be in grave danger from enemies both inside and outside. I beg you, let Black and me take the baby away and hide him. I will do it with the greatest care to shelter him in a safe place to protect him until his is ready for the world!”James Potter had great faith both in Dumbledore’s advice and in the gifts he thought his son would someday bring to the kingdom and the world. In such confidence, he allowed Dumbledore and Sir Black escort the baby through secret passage out of the castle.





Shortly after that, the dark lord and the league of justice indeed sent the invitation and pre-warned a rejection would bring Great War against Hogwarts. Shortly after James Potter’s Journey started, Death eaters have been sent and succeeded in their mission. The King disappeared.

Just as Dumbledore had seen, the kingdom fell into a state of confusion and heading to the edge of separation. A thousand of other landlords wanted to rule, to replace the royal family. Family are in grave danger. A number of knights from King Potter’s Slytherins Court (the Lower Court) along with robbers and other criminals hid by the sides of paved highways across the country. It was such a shame, the paved highways that can only be built by Hogwarts. It was a symbol of civilized world and cultural superiority. Those outbound knights attacked and robbed helpless travellers and foreigners. Outside the imperial border, hundreds of blood-thirsty eyes of werewolves and other dark beasts were watching the falling empire and waiting for their perfect opportunity to crash down the civilization which seemed to be a pain in their barbarian neck. It was almost sixteen long years passed like this. The land without a noble king still groaned with the trouble and insecurity that lay upon it.

Finally, Fudge, the Minister of Magic, called Dumbledore to him.

"Dumbledore,” He begged. "Some say you are the wisest man in our world. Surely, I believe you. Surely you can use your gifts to find us a new king so that we may enjoy our happiness as what we did in our golden days of King James Potter?”

Dumbledore shut his dark-black magical eyes again. After a while he opened his mouth.

“Dear Minister,” he said, “I am happy to tell you that I see bright things in the future. This kingdom shall soon have a new king, and he shall be even wiser and greater than was our old friend James Potter. He shall bring order and peace back to here now is full of confusion and trouble. But only remember, best of all, this new king shall be James Potter’s own flesh and blood.”

The Minister was happy, but confused, “But…but…Dumbledore,” he asked, “Who is it? How can we tell him apart from all the others who would do anything to rule the kingdom?”

“History repeats, whoever could pull the sword out shall be the rightful king of Hogwarts.”

On the highest point of Mt. Hogpeaks, a large blue sword had been pushed into the anvil of solid steel on the block of a huge marble stone. Its gold handle was carefully carved. On its blade it was written: WHOEVER SHALL PULL THIS SOWRD OF HERO OUT FROM THE ANVILE SHALL BE THE RIGHTFUL EMPEROR OF HOGWARDS.

After an official announcement, the kingdom buzzed with excitement. When the day came, it seemed like the entire world, foe or friend, had found their way to Hogwarts for the tournament. The paved highways and inns and castles were bursting with visitors, knights, kings, lords and of course spies. All of those came to watch history being made.

“Dumbledore,” the Minister said, “I would be very surprised if we could not find one person worthy of being emperor among all of these well-known kings, bravery knights and noble lords!”

Dumbledore only smiled and said, “Dear Minister, you may very well be surprised. The one truly worthy person may very well still be unknown.”

Among the many worthy men who came to Hogwarts for the contest was the Archwizard Sir Arthur Weasley. He was the head of old Potter’s Ravenclaws Court (the Shadow Court – royal bodyguards). He brought with him two of his sons, the elder wizard Harry and the younger wizard Ron. Travelling along with them was their best friend Hermione, the brightest witch of her age. When they arrived and reached at the peak, there were already gathered kings, dukes with their courts and no fewer than twenty thousand lords and ladies. There were so many flags and banners that the sky was totally hidden.

After the tournament had begun, each of the noble kings and knights tried, some of them tried several times. This made them feel embarrassed. The audience was surprised, if none of these great men could accomplish this task, they wondered who could. After thousands of people failed, Harry stepped forward the sword of hero. Thousands of eyes watched as young Harry hopped upon the marble block and pull the sword out with ease. Then Harry pushed it back and pulled it out again, twice. Harry raised the sword over his head and it flashed like lightning.
There was a long moment of silence, soon all the people at the peak gasped and kneeled. They clasped their hands together as though praying.

“Father,” Harry cried, “I did it.”

“I am not your father,” Sir Weasley replied. Harry’s face fell, and so did the Weasley’s too.

“The story had started sixteen years ago,” Weasley cleared his throat and explained, “The Sorcerer Dumbledore and the Knight Sir Black had brought me a baby. They had not told what baby he was, only I must name the child Harry and raise him as if he were my own.”

At this moment, two men appeared magically. It was Dumbledore and Sir Black themselves.

“Harry, my child, I have seen all this has happened today by my eye,” Dumbledore explained calmly.

“I have been waiting for you, waiting for it to happen for sixteen long years.” Taking Harry’s little hand in his own, Dumbledore went on, “You will be the greatest and most famous king who ever lived; you will have many excellent knights and brilliant wizards gathered around you. The world will talk of your legends until the end of mankind.”

Suddenly, a loud voice caried out, “Not quite yet, you old man, Harry Potter cannot be the king unless he can beat me.” A young man stepped out.

“How DARE you interrupting Dumbledore like this? WHO is this? By what RIGHTS?” the Minister asked furiously.

“Minister, I am Draco Malfory, Knight of the Slytherins Court. My father is Lucius Malfory, member of the social elite. I want to challenge that child, he is a fake.” Malfory replied.

“WATCH your ATTITUDE and WORDS towards our new King, as a duty of the minister, I must mind you, Sir Malfory!” said the Minister.

Harry’s wand was out showing an acceptance and turned back to his side of the peak to prepare.

“Accio! Accio! Accio!” suddenly after three green lights, Malfory summoned two werewolves and a dementor by a dark spell.

“OMG, watch out, Death Eaters,” People yelled.

Harry knew it was going to happen, hot angry breath at his throat,

“Expecto Patronum!”

“Expelliarmus!”

“Stupfy!”

After three jets of red lights out, Harry saw the werewolves collapsed and the dementor blocked away. A jet of green light came flying towards Harry. He ducked and ran into the fight.

“Petrificus Totalus!” yelled Harry. His jinx hit Malfory in the chest. A painful voice shouted out. Malfory started to run and his chest covered by blood. Harry took aim at Malfory‘s back and yelled, “Stupefy!”, the jet of red light shot out. There was a loud bang, Malfory fell hitting the ground.

“Kill me,” panted Malfory, “for the glory of the Dark Lord, for the sake of you poor King Potter, the PREVIOUS.”

“As you wish, you filth dark beast, Crucio!”

BANG, Dumbledore casted a counter-spell, two red lights crashed.

“No, do not please, Harry, no unforgivable spell from you, my child,” Dumbledore asked slowly in his calm voice, “Will you promise me something?”

“Of course,” Harry replied.

“Rule your kingdom with wisdom and valour, will you, Your Majesty?”

“Of course,” Harry repeated, “Of course.”

“As your father, our old king wanted to tell you take no revenge for him for sake of the world just for now, will you, Harry, my child?”

“…”

THE END

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

final copy of twilight fanfic

When the situations calm down, Bella and Edward decide to travel around the world as a second honeymoon – since the first ended up as a disaster with Bella getting pregnant – while Renesmee stays in Folks with Jacob and Charlie. However, the trip lasts longer than they expected and Renesmee gets worried when there’s no news from her parents for 10years…

Renesmee woke up with a start. Another nightmare, she shuddered. It was only dawn, and as always, she could hear the rain softly hitting the grass. Where are Bella and Edward? Are they aware that she, their one and only daughter – although she has turned the same age as her mother 4hours before, which is a year older than her father - even existed? She knew that they did, because they always sent a birthday present for her. Last year it was a new mp3 player with latest design from Japan, filled with music probably selected by Edward. His taste of music never changes, she thought, he probably doesn’t know the word ‘trend’ or just ignores it. Two years ago, she found a BMW standing beside Charlie’s cab. She knew it was from her parents because there were Edward’s choice of CD’s and Bella’s choice of books inside the car, but she never found out how it got to her place. There were no notes, let alone a letter. In fact, there hasn’t been any ‘words’ from them since at least five years ago.

No mails. No posts. Not even a tiny parcel standing outside the door. Renesmee has waited till it’s time for the posts to arrive, but there were none for her. Jacob has come, with a huge birthday cake probably baked by Emily(his boss’s wife), and a HUGE bear-hug that would have killed a normal human. Charlie is not up yet, so the two of them are having breakfast, of Emily’s special chocolate fudge cake.
“Where do you think they are now?”
“Huh?” Jacob paused, with mouth still full of cake, trying to figure out who Renesmee’s talking about.
“Do you think they are so far away that their post didn’t arrive in time for my birthday?” which she doubts. Edward is perfect in that way.
“Maybe. You know that they won’t forget your birthday- the present might be held up somewhere because there’s a problem.”
She knew that Jacob too, doubts his idea. If something happened, Alice would have seen it ahead.
Suddenly, Jacob’s hands caught Renesmee’s, and her emotions flowed into his mind.
“You don’t like this,” he stated.
“No. I feel like there’s something going on, but I don’t know what it is.”
She was also a bit disappointed in her parents by their forgetfulness-and was embarrassed by feeling so- but gladly Jacob did not mention it.

That was when the phone rang.
“Renesmee, you need to come. Alice needs to talk to you.”
“Rosalie? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. At least, Alice says so. But hurry!”
“Can Jacob come?”
“Well, I’d like to say know, but there’s no time to argue with you, so do as you like.”

The two of them ran to the Cullen’s. They did not say anything, but were both worrying about the same idea. Alice needs to talk to Renesmee. She must have seen something, possibly related to Bella and Edward. At the thought of this, Renesmee could not run anymore. Jacob held her tight, practically carrying her all the way to the Cullen’s old house.

They were sitting at the dining table, all of them looking glum.
“Alice? What is it?”
“Renesmee, sorry that I interrupted your birthday breakfast with Jacob,”
Of course she saw that.
“But I needed to see you urgently.”
“It seems that something has happened to Bella and Edward, but Alice couldn’t see exactly what has happened, or what is going to happen.” Carlisle explained briefly.
“One thing I am certain is that we are all going to be flying over to Renee’s, including Charlie.”

Indeed they were. Renesmee dragged Charlie out of his bed, who, because of confusion, could not utter a word until he got off the plane and realised where he was, with whom.
“Um…why are we here?” he was still confused.
“We don’t know,” was the only answer Renesmee could give. She thought about thousands of possibilities that could have happened to her parents, which made her feel worse and worse. She reached for Jacob’s hand. It always made her feel better. He squeezed her hands.
“You have never been to Renee’s, right?”
“No. She always came to Folks.”

When Renesmee walked out of the toilet, no one was to be seen except Jacob.
“Where is everyone?”
“Dunno, no one was here when I came back from the toilet.”
They looked everywhere, back in the toilet, souvenir shops and even asked the helpdesk lady to make an announcement, but no one came.
“What should we do? We’ve waited for an hour already. “
“Hm…”
“Jacob, I’m scared. What’s happening to us? Where have they gone?”
Renesmee looked as if she was going to cry. Jacob thought for a moment, and stood up taking her hands.
“Let’s eat something. I'm starving.”

After finishing off five chilli dogs in a row, Jacob looked at Renesmee with concerned eyes.
“Aren’t you gonna eat? You must be hungry.”
“Are you not worried about the situation? How could you eat at a time like this?”
“Well, there’s no point starving yourself in a bad situation, is there? It only makes you feel worse,”
She had to smile at that.
“Ah, now you’re smiling.” He sounded satisfied.
“Let’s plan our next action, then. Do we know Renee’s address?”
“No, but it might be written in my diary.”
When Renesmee opened her bag, she found something that she did not recognise before.
[Renesmee, you must go to the store marked on this map. Ask for Benjamin. –Alice-]
There was a map drawn under the note.

Renesmee and Jacob caught a taxi and showed him the map.
“Why waste money? Walking would be faster.” Jacob suggested.
“We don’t know this place well. It would be quicker to let ourselves driven to the store.”

The store was shabby, with various antiques placed in a casual, but neat way.
A mirror caught Renesmee’s eyes. It was a small, portable mirror with winged shapes on both sides.
“A mirror that reflects the true beauty. Said to be dropped by an angel.” A voice explained.
Renesmee looked up with a start. Jacob was staring at the shadow that just appeared from the counter.
“You could have it for free,” The stranger offered.
“Benjamin,” Jacob sneered. He seemed to know the man.
“You are Benjamin? I was told to come here…” Renesmee hesitated, not knowing what she should say. There were no other directions from Alice.

“Yes, I know, don’t worry.”
“I should’ve known it was you when I heard the name,” Jacob interrupted.
Benjamin looked up, as if he just realised the presence of Jacob.
“Ah, you are that werewolf. What was your name…?”
“Jacob,” It was Renesmee who answered, “But how do you know each other? I”
Jacob looked away from Benjamin, resisting the urge to tear him up into pieces.
“It’s a long story.” Benjamin smiled.
“Let’s go, Renesmee.” Jacob pulled her towards the door, but was stopped by Benjamin, who blocked the door in an instant. Renesmee realised.
“You are like us.” Suddenly, she was tense.
“More like ‘you’ I’d say.”
“What do you mean?”
“He is half vampire, like you.” Jacob said, trying to pull Benjamin away.
Renesmee’s eyes went wide. She stared at Benjamin, the first creature of her own kind she has met in her life. Then she turned to Jacob.
“Isn’t he a friend? Why are you glowering at him?”
“I don’t like him,” Jacob did not take his eyes off the half-vampire friend, who, despite Jacob’s stare, looked comfortable.
“Well, let’s get to the business, so that you could leave as soon as you can.”

Half an hour later, two half-vampires and a sulking werewolf were walking on a crowded road.
“Can I really have it?” Renesmee asked.
“I told you before that you can, since it’s your special day”
“And how did you know It’s her birthday?” Benjamin hesitated at Jacob’s comment. At last he replied,
“I did not, I just said it’s her special day.”

They were heading to a small cottage. It was beautiful; with gardens of all sorts of flowers-daisies, lilies, roses…Renesmee loved them.
“Wow, is this your house? This is a dream place!”
“Glad you like it.” Benjamin smiled, which made Jacob frown.
“Now, could you wait outside for a minute?”
After exactly one minute, Jacob pushed Renesmee in.
“OK, boy. One minute’s up!” He shouted.
BOOM!!!!
Renesmee blocked her ears, not knowing what in the world has happened.
“Happy Birthday, Renesmee!”
When she uncovered her ears and opened her eyes, she could not believe her eyes; her parents! They were suppose to be in somewhere far away-like Japan or Egypt- if not in any danger. Does that mean they are in danger? It doesn’t seem so…Her mind turned blank. She was so confused. At last, she yelled,
“What are you guys doing here? I was worried sick…”
She could not finish, as her families-Alice, Rosalie, Charlisle, Esme, Emmet, Jasper-and even Charlie! -strolled in, with friends she remembers from her childhood, Zafrina from the Amazone, Tanya and her family…then she remembered.
“Benjamin!”
There he was, with sly smile on his face, certainly satisfied with himself.
“I remember you now. You helped us when the Volturi came.”
“I was a bit disappointed that you forgot me, although I guess that made it easier for me to trick you.”
Renesmee turned to Bella.
“Mum,”
“Yes, honey.”
“You’re not hurt?”
“No, not at all.”
“And Dad?”
“He’s fine, as you see.”
“You two tricked me!”
Edward smiled.
“Ah, it was hard. I had to ask Alice to help as she could see what we’re up to, and we had to resist writing to you for few years…”
“Which made me worry so much!”
“Sorry, Renesmee, but we wanted you to be surprised.”
He apologized, and turned to Jacob.
“Now, for the present. I did not like the idea but Bella insisted.”
He walked towards Jacob, whose hands were still on Renesmee’s back.
“Jacob, take care of her or I’ll fly here and kill you in the most cruel way you can imagine.”
Than he turned to Renesmee, taking out a set of keys.
“Happy birthday, Renesmee. This place is yours. You can give one of the keys to Jacob, IF you want him to live with you. Of course you can live alone, if you prefer.
Renesmee giggled.
“Nice try, dad. I can’t live without Jacob. We’re bonded to each other.”
“I already designed her wedding dress,” Alice joined in excitedly.
Bella sighed. “Go on, Alice, we won’t disagree, you saw yourself doing it.”

Renesmee was in white, looking as if she is the happiest person in the world. She looked up at the person – werewolf, to be exact – standing next to her. He looked handsome in black suits, although his expressions said that it was deadly uncomfortable.
“Yes” he answered to the preacher. The preacher turned to her, and asked the same question.
“Yes” she answered, the same way as her husband-to-be-in a minute.
She knew, that her story will be ‘happily ever after’, forever without an end.

Thanks from Gurbinder

A special thanks to Darryl, Rob and Chris for your comments.As per your suggestions, I edited the titanic fanfiction. I have corrected the grammer and tenses mistakes.Really helpul to improve my fanfiction.

Thanks Jason and Sora to give me good comments, which are really helpful to build my confidence.

That's really good experience to work in group!

Terminator Fanfic Chapter 1 - final draft

Continuing from the final scene of The Sarah Connor Chronicles Season 2 finale.



"He's got her!"

"I'll stop it."

And they were separated: John and Weaver to an unknown future; Sarah and James left behind with Cameron's body in the partially destroyed Zeiracorp basement.

"I love you too" whispered Sarah. This is what it had come to: She had trained and defended John all his life, and now he had been taken to fulfil some mysterious destiny.

But she had made him a promise: She would stop the war. She would prevent Judgment Day.

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"Well, you're going to be famous, kid. My brother is back and you're wearing his coat."

Derek's brother? That would mean...

John turned around and saw a young man come towards them. Looking at his face, John could immediately see the resemblance: This was Kyle Reece, John's father. But at the same time, not: John knew that his father had been killed in 1984 by the T800 that had been sent back through time to kill his mother.

This young Kyle Reece had not yet been sent back to the past, and had no idea who John was.

Behind Kyle, however, was someone else. John's eyes widened. Cameron? Surely not... No. As the girl knelt down to stroke the German Shepherd she was leading, John saw that she moved naturally and smoothly, completely unlike Cameron. Definitely human.

Kyle looked at John intently. "I know you. Who are you?"

"I'm John Connor." He expected some sort of acknowledgement. When everyone continued to simply stare at him blankly, he elaborated: "Sarah Connor's son."

This got a response from Derek.

"Sarah Connor? The Sarah Connor?"

"Yes"

"Listen, kid. What are you, 15? Sarah Connor was killed in 2017, and she certainly didn't have son."

"Killed?"

"Shot while attacking a research lab. I don't know what you're playing at, but you're human and look fit, so come along. We always need people. I don't know how you've managed to stay alive without us this long," said Kyle. "We'll get you cleaned up and start you training"

"Training?"

"Training. Teach you how to kill metal. Turn you into a soldier"

The group started walking.

John hung back and spoke to the Cameron lookalike.

"I'm John. Who are you?"

"Allison. What do you mean, you're Sarah Connor's son?"

"She's my mother. Kyle is my father. Or at least, a version of him is. I, or at least a version of me, sent him back in time from 2029 to protect my mother in 1984, where they conceived me. I've just travelled..."

Allison, skeptical, interrupted: "Hold on there a second - you travelled through time? You sent Kyle back, so that he could meet your mother and conceive you? And you've just finished travelling through time again?"

Kyle broke in, "You travelled through time? From when?"

"Yeah, well, I don't generally make a habit of walking around naked. I came from 2007."

"20 years. Where did you land?"

"Near where you found me."

"And how, exactly, did you manage to time travel from 2007? We know that Skynet has time displacement equipment, but we haven't managed to capture any yet."

"Catherine Weaver. She's a machine, possibly a T-1000 like the one that attacked me in 1997. She seemed more human though."

"Probably a T-1001 then. Advanced model, more capable of mimicking human emotions. Some say that they can actually feel emotion, but I don't believe that. What the hell was it doing in 2007?"

"Running a corporation. Zeiracorp. We didn't know she was metal until she protected me, my mother and Ellison when a drone crashed into the Zeiracorp building."

**

Kyle was surprised, to say the least: "It protected you? We've never seen machines do anything other than kill or capture humans. Why would it do that?"

"Only two reasons that I can think of: either they've been reprogrammed, or..."

"Reprogrammed? By who? How?"

Kyle didn't know that machines could be reprogrammed?

"It's happened at least twice that I know of. In 1997, a T-1000 was sent back to kill me. I reprogrammed a T-800 and sent it back from the future to protect myself. Then, in 1999, another machine was sent back to protect me before Judgment Day. It looks..." John turned around to face Allison, "...exactly like her."

"Like me?" asked Allison, startled.

"Exactly like you. She was sent back to protect me in late 2027. She wasn't able to tell me who sent her."

"But... how? How did it look like me?"

"You were captured, interrogated, and killed shortly before Cameron was sent back. They modelled her skin from you. I'm not sure why."

"2027? That's this year!"

Breaking into the conversation, Derek said, "We're here".

'Here' was one side of a huge, burned out, blackened and partially demolished hulk of concrete and steel. John frowned slightly as he noticed a stained, damaged bronze plaque next to the entrance:

"UNITED STATES DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE
J P Stevens Memorial Court
June 2015"

They walked into the building. It had clearly been a beautiful building when it was completed, but now it was badly damaged. As was most of the city, in fact - most of the skyline was visible, but there were almost no life to be found. It was completely deserted. Derek lead them to a small door next to the elevator. They walked through a small passageway, then down a ladder set into the elevator shaft.

At the bottom of the shaft, they entered another tunnel, slightly wider than the previous one. Along the way, they passed men with dogs standing guard, and eventually came to a solid steel door. Derek knocked - 3 short, 2 long - and waited. The door was eventually opened from inside and a man in a dirty uniform greeted them.

Kyle then lead John, Allison and Derek into a small room. They sat down and Kyle told John to complete his story: "So you've been protected by machines before, and say that they can be reprogrammed."

John, however, wanted to know about his mother first. "First tell me about my mother. How did she die?"

"Kid, we don't have time for this. Tell me how you got here, where you came from, and how we can reprogram these machines."

Angrily, John said "I told you already. I came from 2007. My mother is Sarah Connor, and a version of you is my father. I travelled through time in a machine setup by Catherine Weaver, who you tell me is probably a T-1001. I was being protected by a machine called Cameron, who looked exactly like Allison. Cameron's chip was taken to the future by the machine Weaver was building, John Henry. I followed her here to get the chip back, but was found by you instead."

"Kid, you sound crazy. Machines protecting you, time travel, and I am your father? Tell me about reprogramming."

John was about to continue, but he then remembered the plaque on the wall: "Why was this building completed in 2015? Judgment day was supposed to be in 2011."

"Judgment Day? I guess that's a good name for it. The military network Skynet launched an attack on human targets in 2016. Rice knows more about Skynet, but I can tell you that the war was short. Vast numbers of missiles rained down on cities all around the world, crippling infrastructure and killing millions. Skynet dispatched machines to capture or kill remaining humans, while building up its armies. The machines seem to be planning something - but we don't know what. All we know is that we need to fight to survive."

"'crippling infrastructure'? 'millions'? Were these nuclear missiles?"

"No, conventional. At least here. We've heard reports of nukes used on India and China, but of course we have no way to confirm this. Skynet made sure it destroyed most of our international communication facilities. We believe it preserved enough satellites for its own use."

John considered what this meant. Had his mother managed to prevent Judgment Day, or changed what happened? Why would Skynet not use nukes, if it had them available?

"Tell me about my mother. Why do you recognise her name? What did she do?"

Kyle said: "I'm not the best one to do that; I was still a child when she died. I've heard stories, but if you talk to Sergeant Rice you'll find out - he loves talking about her. He's due back here this evening."

"I'll do that. Let's go back a bit though - I'll get Rice to tell me about my mother when he gets back. I told you earlier that machines are reprogrammable - that reprogrammed machines have protected me twice before. I don't believe that Weaver had been reprogrammed, and I'm not sure what her motives are. She was building an AI system when we left, but she said that it would help me to save the world. If, as you say, she's one of the most intelligent machines yet, it's entirely possible that she arrived at the idea of peace on her own - she decided that war is counterproductive or something. We need to find her soon."

Kyle, Derek and Allison were stunned at the thought of this. Machines co-operating with humans? An end to the war? Or was Weaver simply setting them up?

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End of Chapter 1, because the word count got too high :-P There are a couple of paths to continue on here: Rice's revelations about Sarah Connor's life after John jumped forward in time, and Weaver's intentions. Cameron can also be re-introduced later, since her chip is in the same time as John.

Week4-Assesment 1-Final Titanic Fanfic(Submitted)

by bdz3708(Student ID)-Gurbinder kaur

This Fan fiction has been dedicated to James Cameron Movie Titanic (1997)

Summary:
In this fiction "Rose had started her new life in los Angeles after the tragedy of Titanic. She became independent with the help of Robert Brown. She met Jim Calvert. She found him an allegiant person. He had same interests like Jack. She married with him. After that she stayed happily with her children and grandchildren. But she never forgets Jack in her whole life”.


It was July 2, 1912 Rose was taken by the Royal Mail Ship Carpathia to New York. The Custom Officer asked her,” Can I have your name, love”?
She said, “Rose Dawson”. She lost her sense and felt down.
The next day, Rose woke up and she found herself in hospital.
Rose said, “What happen to me doctor”?
The doctor replied, “Rose you were admitted to hospital yesterday in unconscious condition. How are you feeling? “
“I am okay, Thanks.” said Rose
The doctor said,” What is your address?”
Rose cried, “I do not have any home. I had lost everything in Titanic tragedy”.
The doctor felt sorry for her. Rose was shifted to Women Aid Association. Rose requested Women Association Manager Mrs. Elliot that she wants to start her life again in Los Angeles.
She was happy with Rose’s decision .She contributed her $200 and arranged her train ticket to Los Angeles. She also bought clothes and suitcase for her.

On July 15, 1912 Rose reached at Los Angeles. Rose booked the room for two weeks in “Golden Lotus Motel”. She took her luggage to the room. She was still wearing Cal’s coat. She put her hands in her pocket and found the “heart of the ocean” necklace. She remembered the day when she asked Jack to sketch her drawings while wearing only the Heart of the Ocean. She decided to keep this safely as the remembrance of her love Jack.
The next morning Rose went to find a job. But she had no luck with any job. Rose was sad and back on her way to motel. Suddenly, she heard her name. She turned back and saw it was Mrs. Molly Brown.
Rose exclaimed excitedly,” Oh! Aunty Molly”
“Rose, you are alive. I am glad to see you. Where is Jack”? said Aunty Molly
Rose said in low voice,” My Jack was dead. He had sacrificed his life for me.”
Aunty Molly felt regret for Rose. She asked Rose, “Why did not you come back to your home "?
Rose told Aunty Molly that she wanted to stay away from her selfish mother and arrogant Cal. She wanted to start a new life without restraints.
Aunty Molly told Rose that her mother was died from heart attack. She did not know anything about Cal. She said that she came to Los Angeles to visit her son and his family.
Aunty Molly invited Rose on dinner. Aunty Molly and his son picked up Rose. He said to Rose,” My name is Robert Brown. My mum told me about you. Please let me know if you need any help”.
Rose requested him to find a job for her. After dinner, they dropped Rose. On the way Aunty Molly told Rose that she is going back tomorrow.
The next day Robert rang rose and told her that he had arranged a job for her in “Harris Whiteman” cafeteria. She can start work from tomorrow. He gave the address to Rose.
The next morning, she woke up and got ready for her work. She caught the train and reached at “Harris Whiteman” Cafeteria. She went inside and asked lady at front counter,” Good Morning madam, my name is Rose. Can I see owner please”?
The lady replied,” Hello Rose, My name is Mrs. Janet Whiteman. I am the owner of this cafeteria. Robert told me that you are looking for job. I hope you enjoy working with us.” Rose started work in Cafeteria.

On 3rd September 1912, Jim Calvert entered “Golden Lotus” Cafeteria. Calvert was a rich person. Mrs. Whiteman already knew him. She said, “May I take your order, Sir”?
“One Coffee, Please” said Calvert
Rose made the coffee and bring for him. He was shocked to see Rose. Rose was his dream girl.
Calvert came to her work every day. One day he invited Rose for dinner. Mrs. Whiteman told Rose that Calvert is an allegiant person. She should go with him. Rose agreed to Calvert for dinner.
They went to a small restaurant outside the town. After dinner, Calvert presented her a painting. That was Rose’s painting.
Rose exclaimed excitedly, “who did this painting”?
“Rose, you can call me Jim. I did this painting. I am not professional artist, but I love to do the art work.” replied Calvert.
Rose said, “Thanks for dinner and painting, Jim.”
Calvert told Rose that his family had expired in car accident and Rose told him that she had lost her family in Titanic Tragedy. They both regretted for each other. Rose found that Jim and Jack had many similarities between them.
One day Jim proposed Rose for marriage. Rose agreed with him. They both get married. But she never forgets Jack and she placed the “heart of ocean” in safe place at her home. Rose had successful marriage. The old Rose went to the Lovett's ship. She dropped the diamond into the water, sending it to join the joyous moments, she had spent with Jack. Rose had grandchildren and she lived for 110 years long.

Word Count = 840
Fictional Characters from John Cameron movie Titanic:
Jack Dawson, Rose DeWitt Bukater, Caledon Nathan "Cal" Hockley, Ruth DeWitt Bukater, Margaret "Molly" Brown
New Fictional Characters created by Gurbinder
Doctor, Janet Whiteman, Jim Calvert, Robert Brown, Mrs Elliot

References: www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Cinema/3316/fanfic.html
www.angelfire.com/.../TitanicFanFiction/JanetsFanFiction.htm
wikipedia.org/wiki/Titanic_(1997_film.)

Sunday, August 9, 2009

The Nine Tailed Fox (Final Draft)

A long time ago, a demon with nine tails suddenly appeared. Its tails lashed out, smashing mountains and sending tidal waves crashing to the shores. The ninjas rose up to defend there villagers. One ninja said “hold the attack and wait for the fourth hokage” while another ninja said “he’s getting closer”, “don’t let him near the village”. The sound of erupting earth coming from the beast’s footsteps, sent chills up the men’s spines. In the end there was only one shinobi who was brave enough to face the nine tail fox in mortal combat. He sacrificed his life to capture the beast and sealed it in a human body. This ninja was known as the fourth hokage.

Several years later…A young boy named Naruto with the Nine Tailed Fox sealed within him at birth, was frowned upon by the other villagers. The villagers just turned there backs on Naruto whenever he needed help, while saying “you don’t belong here”, “you’re a monster”. Naruto would just sit on the swing everyday by himself, all alone, with no friends. While on the swing he would just stare into nothingness, asking himself “why…,” “why me!!!,” “I haven’t done anything wrong." After a few hours had past he just stared at the ground while swinging, scuffing his shoes in the dirt. Suddenly, an idea poped into his head, his eyes widden, his heart started to race. He then clenched his frist and said "I'm Naruto Uzumaki," "I will become Hokage," " and when i do," "everybody in the village will respect me". When naruto look up a man stood in front of him, Naruto said "where did you come from Iruka sensee?" "what are you doing here?" Iruka sensei replied "what am i doing here?," " what are you doing here Naruto?," " You should be in class!!!"


The next morning in class Iruka sensei says “I’m at the end of my rope naruto,” “you failed the graduation test last time and the time before that.” “Tomorrow you’ve got another chance and you are missing up again.” Naruto just turns head to the right and says “whatever.” Iruka sensei points his hand to the rest of the class and says “FINE NARUTO!!!, since you missed class yesterday, everybody will review the transformation jitsu.” “ohhh-man” the class replied. So, the class started to present there tranformation jitsu in front of Iruka sensei, and ofcourse, it was now naruto's turn. His heart is pounding, his hands are sweating, and then suddenly he transformed into a copy of a naked beautiful woman. Iruka sensei was shocked. Naruto laught and said "thats my sexy jitsu" Iruka sensei shouted and said "CUT OUT YOUR STUPID TRICKS NARUTO," "THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!!!"

The next morning in class, Iruka sensei said "alright, for the test today we will be doing the transformation jitsu." Naruto's heart sank, he then srewed his face and said "No, thats my worsed jitsu." Iruka sensei said "alright Naruto you're first." Naruto slowly stood up, his heart felt like it was going to explode. He then walked up to the front of the class and said to himself "alright Naruto," "you can do this."Suddenly, the unspeakable happened. He produced a clone of himself, however, it wasn't any ordinary clone, it was, just a doll of himself lying on the ground. Iruka sensei was unimpressed. Sadly, Naruto knew then he was not going to pass his graduation test. Iruka sensei's head just sank down and he said "I'm sorry naruto," "I cannot let you pass."

The following day, everybody is graduating except for naruto. He was just sitting on the same familiar swing, asking himself  "why" over and over again. His heart sank. He felt like life wasn't worth living. While on the swing he keep thinking about the other students who had graduated. He could'nt understand why the other students didn't care about him. Slowly, as time past he started become more and more angry. Naruto then got off the swing and walked into town. While walking he could hear the sound of people talking and the smell of ramen. By this time it was getting late and he was hungry.So, he decided to walk towards the ramen shop to get something to eat.

Suddenly, the village alarm went off. Everybody started running to their houses and closing their doors. Naruto said "what the hell's happening," "where is everybody going" a fellow shinobi replied "we are under attack," "It's the akatsuki." Naruto knew this meant bad news. The akatsuki are known to be evil powerful ninjas, who will stop at nothing untill they get what they want. The shinobi closed the village gate, but it was to late, the akastuki were already inside. They only have one target and that's naruto....