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The truck nearly had air time as it rocketed from the underground entrance, the computer incessantly warning of the stress on the jets. Derrik was bent on doing what he could to buy Siyyu the time she needed for her allies to arrive. They had already returned an acknowledgement to the distress beacon, so it was only a matter of time. He just hoped he could stall them long enough.

“We have a confirmed signal above ground, sir.” one of the crew said aloud.

“Home in and make for it once we enter the atmosphere.” Jeremiah Innes, or Jerry to his friends, paced around the small bridge, looking over the shoulder of every crew member.

“Agent Innes, you may be with Intelligence, but I'd prefer to stay in charge of my own ship.” the Captain said with a moderately annoyed tone. Four days of orbiting a gas giant, and now they were chasing a lone traitor across a barren moon. He felt like a detective on stakeout.

The medium-sized reconnaissance ship entered the atmosphere at the edge of the dark side, but only moments later and they made their own sunrise. They crossed over a mare, long since covered by the windswept sand and soil, little more than a flat, featureless depression on the surface.

“We've found the source of the signal. Model SR14-B Scientific Utilities truck, used in retrieval/transport of research specimens.” came one of the bridge crew.

“Not a very rational one, is he? No place to run, just wasting our time.” Captain Andrew Thin observed before the crew member from before spoke up.

“We have another signal! A second SR14 has just left the underground entrance, this one heading North.”

“A diversion? Which one should we go after?” Agent Innes asked, apparently ready for action.

“Neither. Chances are he's sending out decoys to put us on a wild goose chase. He has no where to go, and even if he were to be on either of those trucks, he'd be forced to return unless he wanted to die of asphyxiation. Agent Innes, might you have the override commands for this base?” the Captain queried.

“I do.” Jeremy replied, producing a hand-held device from a pocket and moving to one of the panels. It was still a few minutes as they homed in on the bases remote signal, but in that time, another truck was detected leaving the base. Jeremy shook his head, didn't this guy realize his situation? Regardless, he was essentially a collaborator, and he and any alarians in the base were going to be put under lock and key, in both senses of the term.

As they finally flew over where the base was buried, they began to circle around the expanse the  the entrances were spread out. Agent Innes finally had the confirmation of the locking with the bases computer and input the command to open the dock. At the center of the 8-mile network of tunnels, the ground opened up into a large square, sand falling in as the platform slid away.

Captain Thin gave the go ahead for the ship to enter and they began to descend into the dock. Moments later and the supports for the ship fastened them in. “What's the dock look like?” Thin asked aloud.

The view screen opened to the external cameras, and the only thing out of place was a retrieval truck. “What's that in bed?” Innes pointed out to the massive chunk of rock in the back, but before an answer was given, “Captain! We're picking up a signal, encryption points to alarian origin!”

“Trace that signal! Is it coming from the base again?”

“No sir,'s moving! Scans also confirm a fourth truck right on top of the alarian signal, making for the South-most exit!”

“Damn it, this was the diversion! Detach from the dock! We might not have much time before what ever acknowledged the signal shows up!” seconds of hectic activity among the crew and Innes ensued.

“Captain Thin, it's no good. The override codes aren't doing anything, the mechanisms are locked.” Jeremiah responded at length.

“Get that team out there, and send someone to unlock the supports!” at the same time, the communications officer informed him of a hailing signal from the base, “Put it on, let the traitor talk.”

One of the external camera images changed to a rust-haired young man, a look of grim determination on his face, “Could I please talk to the Captain of the vessel 'Springboard' and the Intelligence Agent, Jeremiah Innes?”

The Captain almost laughed at how he said 'please', “This is UECSF Lieutenant Andrew Thin, Captain of said vessel, and I'm to believe you're the conspirator, Derrik Hunt?” Innes stepped next to the Captain's chair, looking to the image of Derrik with silent exasperation.

“I'm just making sure my friend doesn't get locked in a cell because she's not human.” he glared at the two of them.

This time, Andrew did laugh, “This is War, Hunt. They opened fire on a settlement and have been attacking colony after colony, destroying bases and taking hostages. I bet the only reason it kept you alive is because it would have been unable to call for help on its own!” Innes shifted a bit uncomfortably at that.

Derrik's eye twitched, then glanced off screen. He started doing something with the panel and suddenly the ship tilted to the right as the supports adjusted and locked again, sending most of them sprawling “I'd think twice before you send an away-team, Captain Thin. I'll come to you once she's safe in her allies' hands, til then, I wouldn't try firing your way out of there. After all, you might set off the meteorite.” the panel changed to a view of the truck with the rock he referred to from one of the bases camera views.

“You're threatening us with a rock? What, does it have a Pulse Cannon ready to fire?” Thin mocked adjusting in his seat while Innes held himself up against the chair.

The researcher appeared once more and sighed through his nose, “No, but of its 35 tonnes, six of them are pressurized Hydrogen, and this,” he pulled up a small hand-held pad, “is locked with the frequency of the charge on it. If I don't confirm a signal every five minutes, it'll enter a two-minute countdown. So I'd advise against jamming anything.” Derrik looked dead serious.

Captain Thin seethed an exhale, “You're not going to make it out of here alive, Hunt.”

“It's not my life I'm concerned about.” he countered.

Siyyu blinked as sunlight filled her view, half of it untinted giving her a hard time to adjust. She was in the back of the last truck, a section of the escape pod under her hand as the vehicle tore across the surface. She failed to control her breathing as she blinked tears from her eyes, the filter in her helmet nagging at the extra intake.

She turned back towards the entrance as it closed back up, wishing that Derrik hadn't insisted that he had to stay, and again she felt the person she loved being torn from her life. She sobbed loudly in the helmet, huddled against the empty cockpit of the vehicle as it pulled her further and further from him. Unbeknown to her, as the helmet severely dampened her hearing without the aid of the external receivers, the panel from the escape pod started to beep at a rising pace until it was a long drawn out whine.

Several minutes later, Siyyu heard a crackling on her radio, “...Ves...rin...onta...” gasping in surprise, she lifted her head and started calling back, “This is Siyyu Sen! Technician, 2nd class, stationed aboard the Fasganin! I'm...I'm stranded and possibly being pursued by human forces! Do you read?”

There was a moment of silence, but then, “It is you! Siyyu, your alive!” She almost felt like her heart would stop, unable to to believe what she was hearing.

“J-J-Jeuno?! Fathers be saved! Jeuno is that you?!” her tears of joy and relief mingled with the sad ones, but her filter complained nonetheless.

“I'm in a drop ship with a team that's picking you up. We've locked the signal, but it's moving pretty there any way you can stop?” before she had even suggested it, Siyyu banged on the front of the  vehicle, hoping there was a way Derrik would know to stop.

Then she saw movement from the edge of her visor and turned to on the spot to find what seemed to be a camera on a manipulator arm. In her excitement, she couldn't remember the word to slow down or stop, so she pantomimed as best she could, “My friends are here. I need to stop, so they can land!” Almost right away, the truck began to slow until it finally came to a stop.

Siyyu looked to the sky for the faintest trace of the ship, then blinked. She slowly turned back to the camera as it watched her, Derrik on the other side of the feed. Gazing through the camera, she could see him in her mind's eye, looking right back at her.

“Siyyu!” Jeuno's voice returned, “The pilot says she can see where the vehicle is stopped!” and that sent the technician's eyes skyward once more. Her eyes scanned until they locked on to the quickly growing shape of the off-white craft. She stood up and hopped down from the back of vehicle, waving her arms over her head to make herself more noticeable.

The dropship lowered and swooped over, beginning to land a short distance in front of her transport. She started to jog to it, then stopped, looking over and spotting the camera once more. She stepped close, trying to position her head so the camera could see through the transparent plastic stuff that made up more than half of her faceplate. She gazed longingly into the camera, wishing he could have been there with her, that they might stay together through the war, until the day their peoples could see past the differences as they had.

Again, she started to cry, but she looked to Derrik on the other side, and trying to emphasize with her lip movements, “Tonk hyoo...Aye...luhv hyoo...” With that, she backed away from the vehicle, keeping an eye on camera until she heard the door to the dropship start to open, then turned and approached at a light jog.

Two armored soldiers jumped down with weapons ready, looking side-to-side. As soon as Siyyu was close, one patted her shoulder and led her in, the other covering them and entering backwards. Right away, another figure in a survival suit nearly bowled her over as they tried to wrap her arms around the armor plating, but Siyyu returned the affection and held Jeuno close.

“I almost gave up...I held out for so long...but you're alive. That's all that matters to me now...” Jeuno held her close for a moment and sat them down as the ship started to take off. She finally sat back and took a good look at her friend, “By the Fathers, Siyyu, your helmet!” Jeuno tentatively ran a finger over the plastic, “How did you fix it?”

She averted her gaze for a moment then looked up with another tear, “Derrik...he saved me.” she started, “My faceplate broke on entering the atmosphere. I would have died if that human base hadn't been there. He was all alone in that base, probably secretly depressed under his smile.” she laughed, remembering when she first woke up, “We learned so much from each other, Jeuno, and I know, I know our two peoples can work this all out sooner than later.”

Siyyu looked towards the ground, through the floor to the moon's surface, “He's down there now, Jeuno, all alone once more, and saving me again; risking his life and holding off his own military...just so I can get home.” She looked to Jeuno who hadn't said a word yet, “I do love you back, I really do, but my heart is broken, leaving behind another person I love, and not knowing if I'll ever see him again.” she embraced Jeuno, seeking comfort. Her close, close friend did not disappoint, gently wrapping her arms around Siyyu and holding her close through the plating.

“You'll see him again, I'm sure you will.” Jeuno held her, patting her warmly, glad to have her safe, sad to see her torn, and wondering what all had happened that led her to love a human so deeply. Despite her curiosity, she knew Siyyu would tell her when she was ready, so Jeuno was only concerned with returning to the mothership.

Derrik watched her board the ship and followed it into the sky, only turning off the monitor when he could no longer see it. He sat back, and after a moment, wept for Siyyu and his parting. Once he cleared up, he purged the computer of any remaining input and recordings then powered down the terminal. He walked out and began to shut down each section one at a time, leaving the central lab for last, glancing one last time at the mess they had made in covering the painted letters and symbols all over the walls.

With a sigh, the researcher took the elevator to the airlock to the locked-down ship, putting on his helmet and opening the view screen to speak with Captain Thin and Agent Innes, “Gentlemen, I'm at the airlock. I'll be fixing the dock supports to allow us to disembark.”

“Us? You're just handing yourself over? No demands, no escape plan, no NOTHING?! What was the point in all of that then?! Are you just going to destroy the facility when that bomb goes off?!” the Captain declared, evidently irritated.

Derrik shook his head, “I got what I wanted, and there's no bomb. I just played Solitaire every 5 minutes.” with the portable terminal, he corrected the ship and opened the doors to the docking platform, walking down it and tossing away the terminal as a squad of unpleased troops ran towards from the ship.

“What the hell kinda story is that? Huh? You find a giant blue alien woman, hide her away for three weeks, teach her English, get her to 'phone home', threaten a military vessel with nothing less than terrorism, then waltz into the ship to be arrested once she's off planet, er, off moon. Mr. Hunter, did you forget to pack your medication when you got stationed on that base?” a youngish man with short, black, squared-off hair inquired.

As for Derrik, he had seen much better days. He had a black eye, swollen cheek, busted lip, and was worried one more punch might break his rib. He was currently in questioning at...some military base, the name of the system escaped him. He was partially amused that the whole 'good cop, bad cop' routine was well and alive into the 2300s, a little annoyed at the 'bad cop' for getting his name wrong,  and rather irritated at how much he was riding him for getting emotionally close to Siyyu. As for the question, he didn't care to answer and stayed quiet.

“Come on, Hunter, it's pretty funny if ya think about it.” the officer sat down in the chair across the table from him, “All because of some big blue face, you're looking down a lifetime incarceration, and then some. I think it was pretty generous of Captain...Thick, was it? To not just have shot you on the ship. After all, no one's gonna hear from you for a long, long time.” he sat back, then started chuckling after a moment.

“Ya like'em 'tall', Mr. Hunter?” the other officer in the room rolled his eyes at his partners immaturity, “Did she have a nice figure? 36, 24, 36? Feet, I mean.” he continued to chuckle, not really noticing Derrik's  face turning red and his breathing becoming harsh, “Oh, oh! What's that really old song? Umm...You like big bu-HERGK!”

Derrik had had enough and bolted up, dashing forward with the table and ramming it into the officer, tipping him over in his chair and bashing the jerks chin on his way down. The researcher dropped down, pulling back his fist when three guns cocked. He froze for a second then let himself get yanked off. The officer got off the floor and was held back by two soldiers himself, his partner asking them to get him out before turning to Derrik, “Mr. Hunt...While we have no control over when our furniture attacks our men, I must ask you to please control yourself.” While he didn't seem to be amused by Derrik's outburst, the portly, mustached military police officer did not appear to have approved of the other officer's heckling.

The table was moved back to its original position and the chairs were set up once more were Derrik was deposited again, two of the soldiers keeping close tabs on him this time. The apparent 'good cop' sat in the other chair across from him, “Now, Mr. Hunt, or would you prefer Derrik?” but he received no reply, “Well, Derrik, you have severe charges against you. Normally, there would be no hesitation in sending you away with the others,” that comment caught the researcher's attention, implying that he wasn't the only one to have gone out of his way for contact with the Alarians, “but you have something most of them don't.”

“Knowledge. You couldn't have taught that Alarian English without learning some of her language in return, could you? You alone must have more knowledge of their language than what the entire UEC has figured out so far.” Derrik looked up at him, knowing where this was going, but he still didn't feel like talking, “Derrik, you can help the war effort, translate at a listening station. They're bound to have books and files, and with your help we could start turning this stalemate around. All you have to do is say you'll help military intelligence and you have yourself a deal.”

Derrik would have scoffed at the offer, but his cheek hurt too much, “So you can ambush Alarian ships? Find their colonies and continue this pointless war? After so much time with one, I find it very hard to believe they shot first. I'm not going to help unless it involves peace talks.” he crossed his arms and sat back, having nothing else to say on the matter.

After the remaining officer tried a couple more times to win his favor, making promises that they both knew were impossible to keep, he finally gave up, “If you're not willing to cooperate, then you'll be turned over to Military Intelligence to...keep an eye on you.” he stood up and exited the room, the four soldiers following him, leaving Derrik by himself...again.

Derrik sat back against the hard wall of the prisoner transport, a long sigh escaping him. The ship had come to a stop just a minute ago, so he simply waited for his escort to arrive and once they did, he let them lead without incident. He stepped out of the ship and immediately realized something was very off.

First off, it didn't look anything like a prison, more like a military hangar, but with a layout he'd never seen. The colors were definitely unfamiliar, or at least he thought so at first, and all the ships had an out of character sleekness to them. In the end, it was the flag and the logos that made him realize, “This is an NSL base.” and his comment was quickly answered by a familiar voice, and a familiar face.

“That's correct, Mr. Hunt. Here, the UEC can't do anything to you here, and your linguistic knowledge can help us to try and smooth things over between the UEC and alarian government.” Jeremiah Innes stepped forth, undoing the handcuffs.

Derrik looked at him dumbfounded, “Innes?'re an NSL spy?” he rubbed his wrists, looking at the man.

Innes returned a slight, uncomfortable look, “I prefer 'Double Agent', but before I fill you in on everything, I'm sure you must be hungry. You can ask your questions while you get to know our other guests such as yourself.” He led Derrik from the ship, knowing it would take time for the scientist to adjust, but once he did, the early efforts of trying to find common ground could begin in earnest.

As for the ex-researcher, he was confused, unsure how things would go from that point on. He didn't know how well he could trust Innes or anyone in the NSL for that matter, after all, he was the one that forced he and Siyyu apart.

"Oh! I just remembered. I managed to grab this from contraband." Innes pulled out a sealed plastic bag, and once Derrik caught sight of the contents he grabbed it from his hand and reached in to acquire a roughly foot-long tassel of pale green hair tied together by a torn piece of bed sheet. He gripped the hair and gave a sad sigh, glancing up to Innes who was watching him.

Derrik cleared his throat and stood up straight, holding the lock of hair to his chest, "Thank you...Agent Innes." he walked along side him, glancing around as they made towards the exit of the hangar.

"You can call me Jerry. Just promise me you won't go on and on about the difference between moss and funguses."

"Um...actually..." Derrik hesitated, and when Jeremy looked to him curiously, "It's fungi..."

It was the fifth day since Siyyu had arrived in the settlement, Jeuno still working to get them reassigned to another ship, having been shunted from the Fasganin after setting a course for the moon to pick up her lost friend. They had managed to find a kind woman with a spare room that was letting them stay until they could get back on a ship.

At present, Siyyu entered the shop of a craftswoman whom she had spoken to a few days prior. She patiently waited at the counter until the wisened, but still quite fair, woman approached, "Ah yes, I finished it last night. It was so interesting I put two of my other projects on hold to get it done sooner." she ducked and pulled out a box from under the counter, setting it down and revealing the contents of it, "It's certainly one of the more articulate ones I've ever made, but what really fascinated me were the proportions. I hope they're not-"

"No, they're perfect. Thank you very much." Siyyu smiled, setting out her payment and closing the box, taking it back to their room. She sat on the bed and opened the box, looking to the doll within and gently lifting it out. She couldn't help but smile, the painted brown eyes bright with life, and somehow, the craftswoman had even managed to make its red hair part to the left, which she playfully brushed to the right.

Giving a happy sigh, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a tiny white coat, though it was covered in paint and other stains. With reletive ease she slipped on the coat over the arms of the rather mobile doll, then bent its legs and positioned it to sit, placing it on the end of the table, making it face her. Siyyu smiled fondly at it, a happy tear coming to her eye, "Well, Derrik, where ever you are's too far away." She reached up and gently stroked the dolls neck, more than willing to believe that she'd see him again one day, but until then, she was just happy to see something like him every morning.

Reminiscing about everything, Siyyu grabbed the doll, holding it close and dear to her, knowing it wasn't the same as holding Derrik himself, but it helped. Her fingers carressed the coat carefully, as it was now easily her favorite treasure, from the human she loved.
and it's done!

finally done...and didn't I say June 20th?

EDIT: Major overhaul to the ending. to those who read it, hope you enjoy this one more.

for those of you not aware, the UEC (United Earth Confederacy) and the NSL (North Star League) are two seperate human governments. the UEC is the largest government and is the one at war with the Sovereignty of Alarie, while the NSL is the second largest human government, and mostly stay out of the way...mostly...

Ch 5: [link]

Legacy setting, UEC, NSL, and Alarian/alaerin/alareen belong to :icondurendal5150:
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MAGEBAD Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
What a sad ending also some back story would be nice
280077s Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I love this story. I've loved it ever since I first stumbled across it.  I love to know what the Legacyverse was like after this story, apparently the war ended? I'd love to know how.
pennina Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2016
im in 2016....and im still loving this stoies :)
Nautical-eX Featured By Owner Oct 26, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Four and a half years, it has been four and a half years since I first came across this, (maybe more, I don't track time well and moved accounts) and now I've finally found it again. Re-reading lived up to what my expectations from memory were and surpassed. Don't care what you have to say about your own work as a self-critic, this is freakin' awesome! Any time I ever yearn to continue my pursuit of writing, and question its direction...question what I see it as in my head and where it can go...I keep thinking back to this in a 'what-if' because the story you wrote with these two characters was just simply beautiful.

It's stuff like this that -truly- gives life to a genre and its theme, the more 'real' feeling part of it. I'm on the same boat as everyone else when I say how much I wish for this to continue, even though this came as a perfect stopping point. It's a stopping point that makes people want to think and see more, makes people yearn. THAT is good writing, when you manage to leave such a lasting impression that a person continues to pursue what-ifs years after they had first appreciated it.
Vegetarocks Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2014  Student Writer
A really good story and great ending. I love endings like these, allows me to make my own conclusions in my head. This my third favorite story of all time. I will remember this story for as long as I live. :)
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I just came back to re-read this because, after reading it, I thought about it for weeks, because it's just that good. It took me a year and a half to find it again, but having re-read it again, I have to say it was worth it. I do have to ask though, wasn't there a chapter after this where he enters into peace talks for the NSL/UEC, and Siyyu was on the Alarian side of the peace talks? Or was that just wishful thinking on my part that spawned a dream that I took for reality? Please tell me that it's the former??
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I know exactly how you feel. I think I ran into Durendal's original 'Greywind' story months before getting sucked into the idea of the setting.

When I originally posted the story I had made a much more, um...presumptuous note. I think I clipped about three paragraphs and then added the entire thing with Siyyu.

I regret that there were no further chapters to these two characters story. There were a couple of ideas I had considered but never delved into.

This story was very much a product of its time in my life and I am thrilled to no end that people keep discovering and rediscovering it and loving it to pieces. However, the time in my life that cultured the story has passed, and I am in a better place. I started writing this story those years ago with the primary desire to have made something to be proud of, and I am. 

I am grateful to the people who adore it, and grateful to the circle of friends it guided me to, but the secondary desire I wanted out of this story was to FINISH something I started. I've grown as a person and as a storyteller. To be completely honest I'm a little baffled that the story has apparently held up so well since I currently think it has several flaw and plot holes. Then again, we're all our own biggest critic, right?

To answer the question, no, there was not another chapter after this one, and I will probably never write one. Between the changes within the setting that make this scenario woefully non-canon and my own desires as a storyteller, simply 'playing things out' I feel would not live up to either of our expectations for this story's potential. This story is a sleeping dog, and I'm content with letting it lie.


If you're not, why not use that wishful thinking and turn it into something for yourself? All you need to write is the desire to write. You'll learn as you go, and being making something YOU want to make is its own reward, which I'm constantly reminded when I get these comments ^^
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Having written some works myself, I can definitely empathize with that... My most viewed story is probably one of the ones I would consider well below my top 10 works. I want to finish it, though I haven't had the time.

I know how you feel with the time of your life being over, the same goes for my poetry, it's all really dark, though the darkest ones I've written I haven't posted yet, and probably won't be... They're good, but I kind of want to leave that part of my life behind.

I would write something on this, but I don't know enough about the setting, and would make an ass of myself, and feel ashamed of it forevermore. I'll just write it out in my head, and leave it at that.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Saying 'Never feel ashamed' would make me a hypocrite, and everyone makes an ass of themselves to someone or another, but never hold something back that is important to you.

If you say you don't know about something, ask. You could ask me, or :icondurendal5150:, or :iconrcs619:, or even :iconzenwayofharmony:. They know more about the setting than I do at this point. I haven't contributed in a while. I know there is no longer a Human/Alaerin first contact war, and there's less a focus on war in general, so Solitude's canon is completely irrelevant at this point. It would require a whole new story to make it fit the canon events of the setting.

But if you just want to portray a reunion of Derrik and Siyyu, as they are now and always have been, in the state that you have learned to appreciate them, then do so. Pursue a 'fan-fiction' based on my writing. I don't mean that in a derogative way, I mean that in the honest, literal way. Play out the scenario YOU wanted to see. have the plot twists you desire and simply write for the joy and self-satisfaction.

There is nothing wrong with using other people's work as a standard. As a frame. As a beginning or end. The owner's work is still its own, you are simply adding your own perspective and spinning your own tale. Solitude is absolute fan-fiction, based on someone else's intellectual property, but using my own scenario and characters. It has no bearing on the story that inspired me. I have no intention of continuing this story, so anything made based on these characters or referencing this scenario would merely me acknowledgement of someone else that appreciated the story and deemed it important enough to them to explore.

Write the story you want to write. That's what I did.
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for this comment, You have no idea the gift you have given me. You have revived my love of writing, and the joy I get from writing. It is because of you that I will continue to improve my writing skills and finish my unwritten stories. Thank you :D

I am keeping this in my notifs list so I can look at it again, next time I start feeling down about my writing. :)

*I know I've already replied, I just had to reply again.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Don't mistake my pause to respond to this or the original for lack of interest, it's just...I don't know *how* to respond beyond the simple and predictable "Thank you", "You're Welcome", and that I'm glad to have helped you in this way.

I can only imagine it's the same way I felt when I started writing. If it is, carry the torch in a way you are proud of. Have fun and pursue happiness. Grow and learn in skill and in spirit, and then share it with others and encourage them to do the same. I think it's the least any of us can for ourselves and others.
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I understand :)

It is very similar to how I felt when I first started writing, but instead of finding something new, I already have some talent, and I'm regaining something that it pained me to loose.

Thank you :)
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the vote of confidence, I need it. Too many papers lately, and because they're on such a short time constraint, I haven't written anything I'm proud of in years...
I'll probably finish a few other things to get used to writing again and re-find and refine my writing style; there's always room for improvement, and right now, my writing level is not up to par with your stories. I want to do them full justice, and right now I can't do that, but I can wait, and think of possibilities for their reunion... (I do know, right now, that it WILL end up with them seeing each other again. It just has to happen.)

Hmm..... I'm getting some good ideas right now, actually...

-Goes AFK for 30+ minutes working on outline because suddenly, for the first time in a long time, I've had a flash of inspiration-

After thinking about it, one of my recent re-reads, Rin's Adventures by randomdude678, probably helped with the inspiration; It's a very inspired piece itself.

I see fanfiction the same way, though I think it's a tribute as well, in a lot of ways. The fact that someone made a fanfiction of it means that you have something good :)

I will do this :) I doubt I'll get the story out for a long, long time. But I will do this!
rcs619 Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
No matter the canon, there will always be a Siyyu and her Drik in Legacy somewhere. Just too cute a couple to let little things like altered timelines and events keep them down. :D

Kinda like Matt and Nass, in a way. Yes, the original circumstances of their story may no longer be canon, but the characters themselves are still great, and they still could have their stories told. Just with some minor modifications (actually, the changes needed for Matt and Nass seem like they'd be fairly minor).

A man/fan can dream, anyway =P Legacy needs more sap. All the sap. Especially now that it isn't as much of a military-focused setting.
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Actually, you should write a cannon edit. :P Then we can have the "what would have been", and the "what happened."
fwyrl Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Actually, my idea is pretty woefully non-cannon.

Like, even more-so than this story is non-cannon.

But you know what, it's going to be non-cannon anyways, so why not go all out?

It'll make a pretty enjoyable story, so why not write it?

Disclaimer: I'm probably not going to start this for a long time, as I have a lot of other writing to do (mostly re-working almost everything I've written so far).
MadNimrod Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2013
Please tell me there will be a sequel where they reunite. This is too good a story to have a bittersweet Final Ending.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Sad to say it does end there. I have no plans to return to this story, and the setting it takes place in has had its canon overhauled as to make this situation implausible if not necessarily impossible. Feel free to read the remaining stories I have here at your leisure. They're all stories from before the overhaul.

If you're interested I can guide you to the setting this had taken place in :iconlegacyverse: It's still in a state of overhaul and redesign, but you're welcome to explore what's there and contact the creator :icondurendal5150: or the setting's #1 contributing fan :iconrcs619: to get a sense of what things are like now.
MadNimrod Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013
Okies. Thanks for telling me this. I'll take a look later. ^^ 
280077s Featured By Owner Apr 27, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
This was a wonderfully beautiful and romantic story. I'm really sad that a story as good as this has to end. Great gentle giant/giantess stories are really hard to come by, and this is one of the best I've ever read. Thank you so much for this, as I am presently like Derrick in the first chapter, namely, alone an depressed. I only hope I can find a love like this some day. Thanks again for one of the best stories I've ever read,GTS or otherwise. This was positively fantastic. Much love, sincerely, Stephen (280077s).
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Apr 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Since this is the last chapter I think it's fair to put the more important details of my...mindset at the time.

I wrote this story while in a very unhappy place. I had friends and got with them when I could, but between college and work and obligations at home I felt very taxed. I stumbled upon the setting's creator and a few of his original drafts of the flagship story for the setting. Before this I had read a good deal of G/t fiction, avoiding and ignoring the crush/vore stuff.

I had been experimenting with writing through self-satisfying 'Make your own adventure' chapters on an old site, most of the early stuff being much more sexually explicit (I was 16-17 at the time). Eventually I tried telling more interesting and intricate stories but would frequently write in to a wall. When I read those stories again late 2008 I realized they were a bit more about simply interacting between small and giant characters, and I wanted to something like that, where it was a learning experience for me and the characters.

Both characters are trapped and stranded, and though I didn't realize it at the time, it was a reflection of my own sense of isolation in the world and it fought its way out into this story. I can look back and realize that completely now. From there I tried making a number of other stories in the same universe as you can tell, but over time things simply started changing, both for me and my writing.

It became harder to write stories for some reason, and to this day I'm not 100% sure why that is. However, in the four years since I wrote this story I gradually improved my situation, emotionally, fiscally, and several other ways.

The hardest part about this story was figuring out how to end it. The option that they stay together in some capacity while in the custody of alaerins or humans probably would have been a less fulfilling than I feel it wound up being, since one of them would probably be miserable because they were prisoners of the other race, regardless if the best case scenarios took place. Looking at it now, I realize there's a message in learning how and why it's better to let go of something you care deeply for. If you clutch it too tightly, refuse to surrender it to the harshness of the world, you're worse off than before you had it. At least if you let it go, you'll have the hope, determination, and aspiration to catch back up with it when your conditions are better.

I suppose it's a convoluted, retrospective view of this piece. To be honest I haven't reread it start to finish in over three years. It's riddled with poor literature, but somehow the foundation is so solid that the story as a whole is my most fav'd and viewed piece. Despite my amateur skills of the time, I managed to cobble together a well-received story with no idea of how, when, where, or why it would end when I started writing. Clearly that counts for something.

By this point you're probably confused or skipped ahead. That's fine. I think my communication skills have actually gotten *worse* over the years. I know I'm talking a lot about myself, but that's all I really can talk about. Myself. I can't speak for anyone else, and quoting someone famous would probably be tacky. Over the last few years I've had to make a number of mental decisions, I've had to let go of comforts, I've had to press on doing what believe is appropriate for me. I've had problems along the way, but because I'm doing things *I* want to do, the things I have to endure in order to them are far more bearable. I still have to work, but I'm more familiar with how to handle my time and my concentration and can still do the things I like in an environment far more healthy than the one I was in when I wrote this story.

To come to a point, to address your concerns of being lonely and depressed, and of finding love; I have yet to find anyone I choose to share romance with, but I have great friends and roommates that have their heads on straight and their feet on the ground, and family that are ready to catch me if I fall on my face living in the real world. If you do not have these factors in your life, then I am sorry, all of us have unique, but relateable circumstances. What has been fortunate enough to work for me may not be available to you at this point in time.

But, I will implore you to learn about your situation and yourself. Try to figure out how you think, how you behave. Observe your weaknesses and try very hard to recognize your real strengths. The ones that matter. Even if you were to meet a wonderful person to light up your world tomorrow, You're the only one that can change your life for the better, even if a short-term sacrifice of money, time, or relationship needs to be made. You're the only person that put a smile on your face, and at the end of the day, it's your own company that you need to be most comfortable with.

Please don't take any of this in a negative way. I've had to deal with many sad friends that struggle to pick themselves out of the gutter when world seems against them. I've had to become stronger for my own sake so I could be strong for them.
280077s Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
No worries, I read the entire comment ( I always do, out of courtesy). Thank you for your kind words of advice, it means a lot. I don't take anything you said in offense. I will try to reach my goals, but I am limited to only finding happiness while others are happy at the same time ( I can't do otherwise). I want you to know that I think your GTS story is one of the best stories I have ever written, and you should be proud of that It has a happy ending in my eyes, because it alludes to the 2 characters finding each other again ( even if that may be off screen). To be honest I feel honored just to have read it and talked with its amazing author. I can't tell you enough how special this story is to me, now that I've read it. Its what sweet dreams are made of. Much love to you, and may your life be filled with all the happiness you could ever ask for.
thedarknesswithin91 Featured By Owner Dec 4, 2012
God... dammit... I love and hate this at the same time...
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
oh? by all means, I'd like to hear why
thedarknesswithin91 Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2012
Because it was a very well written story. I loved it, but the ending made me want to throw my computer out the window. The ending was good, don't get me wrong, but the fact that it ended, and there is no more story, is just killing me. I guess I am just sad that it ended and with such an open end that the story could have a sequal.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
believe me, I had considered a sequel of sorts for a while, but the setting has moved on and this story is no longer sustained by the events of the canon. I still leave it here since it was, well, the first story in the setting done by someone other than the setting creator, and I still find it a personal triumph.

As for the ending, I juggled a few outcomes. They're both taken by the UEC, they both escape the base, but neither felt...well, appropriate. When I started the story, I had no vision of where it would go or where/how it would end, I was simply compelled to write it. I haven't reread it in quite some time, but I'm always glad when those like you stumble upon it.

I appreciate your time in reading and your honesty in commenting.
AmericanHero45 Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2012  Student
please continue this, it's such a sweet story
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I may eventually, but for the time being I don't think I'm ready to come back to these stories just yet. I've got a lot to relearn and practice about writing.
AmericanHero45 Featured By Owner May 1, 2012  Student
ah, yes, it never hurts to do so
fwyrl Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Please write more!
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I shall try ^^
fwyrl Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you! It's very good!
amerd Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2011
hope too see a sequal
Galensvensk Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2011
LOVE THE STORY!!!!! IS there any more chapters coming up? I'd love to read more about this!!
BlargZan Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2011
the end reminds me of a game that I played once, In a certain room there is a wall that no matter what you do you can't get over the wall. The person who made the game said that he had more levels but do to time constraints couldn't submit those.

If this doesn't make any sense don't worry about it. I liked the ending very much.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
that does sound like a typical issue in that industry.

thank you very much ^^ It took me a long time to come up with it. the 'happy ending' of them escaping with each other seemed a bit too easy, and setting Siyyu free while Derrik waited out the war in a prison cell seemed a bit too depressing ^^;
Saint23Thomas Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2011
A great ending to a beautiful story.

Still, if those two do meet again, I think Derrik might be a little unnerved by seeing a life-sized doll of himself.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
haha, well, we'll see if that makes it in the second draft. If I ever get around to it ^^;
Midknight74012 Featured By Owner Aug 9, 2011
*Waves his hand* You will get the second draft going.
AngelOfLight999 Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2011
wow that was a wonderfull story did you ever bring them back for another
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
No I haven't, but whenever I get around to the second draft maybe I'll venture further than this.
AngelOfLight999 Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2011
Midknight74012 Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2011
That's it? No more? It was reaching the finale too. At least have him defend himself and Siyyu in the martial courtroom standing up against the brass. Would've love love love to read that.
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
well, this was made a while back when not only I was new, but the setting itself was still developing. It might go that far in the second draft, but that's to be seen.
dummyguy113 Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2011
This is by far the most emotional story I've ever had the pleasure of reading. You, sir, are an amazing writer!
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
well, thank you very much ^^ I don't know about amazing, but I at least felt proud writing this and getting positive feedback now and again. This was the first story I've ever finished that was 'just because', and led me to many friend and encounters.

Again, thank you for the compliment, but I am aware of far better writers around here that know literature and seek to perform better. At the very least, I care about my stories enough to try and make them be worth the read.
fumbles20 Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2010
also dude i am so hooked into this story
fumbles20 Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2010
are you going to continue this or is the story finished
shazzlnet Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
for all intents and purposes, it's finished. but I am working to make a second draft. Might not be ready for a while, but I'll keep trying.

I'm glad you enjoyed it so much ^^
MarioMan07 Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Dude...saying that I love this story to death....doesn't even describe how thoroughly I enjoyed reading this...I loved the concept you used of how they had fond affection for one another and couldn't find the right way to show it until the bittersweet end I'm happy that she got away but sad that they are no longer with each other...I really wish I could see them together again someday this story truly was touching and I have to say that I am really happy you took the time to write this masterpiece and I don't give that comment very often so I REALLY enjoyed it.
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