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Title: The Devil You Know
Series: G1 universe, focusing on Original characters
Rating: R
Summary: In the early days of the civil war on Cybertron, Sentinel Prime authorized several refugee vessels to take Neutrals away from the planet in hopes that they could start peaceful colonies where they would be safe. Many of these refugees were never heard from again; lost to us through time and distance. But history does record the fate of one of the vessels. The Stormchaser was three orns away from its destination when it was shot down by Decepticons in an act of cowardice and deceit. There were no survivors. That is what history tells us. But in this case, history is wrong.
Author's Note: Day nine. Today I basically fixed up the problem I had with Chapter Five and wrote much of Chapter Six. I'm still not thrilled with this chapter, but I can fix it in the editing process. I can completley see the scene in my mind, but the words and the pacing are elluding me right now. Chapter Six needs more done with it, but at this point, it's going to have to wait until the evil day star once again shines in the sky.
I'm happy that I'm doing better than I was at this time last year, and, according to my self-imposed schedule, I'm ahead in the game, so if something happens, I can afford to take some time off. This is good. Last year there was a lot of "OMG! Gotta catch up!!!" So far that's not a problem this year, but I won't be tempting fate just yet. She is, after all, a fickle mistress.
16773 / 50000 words. 34% done!
So, enough of the process and the numbers. On to the story!
Chapter 5
( Cut to save friends pages and those who aren't interested in reading this oh so very rough draft )
Series: G1 universe, focusing on Original characters
Rating: R
Summary: In the early days of the civil war on Cybertron, Sentinel Prime authorized several refugee vessels to take Neutrals away from the planet in hopes that they could start peaceful colonies where they would be safe. Many of these refugees were never heard from again; lost to us through time and distance. But history does record the fate of one of the vessels. The Stormchaser was three orns away from its destination when it was shot down by Decepticons in an act of cowardice and deceit. There were no survivors. That is what history tells us. But in this case, history is wrong.
Author's Note: Day nine. Today I basically fixed up the problem I had with Chapter Five and wrote much of Chapter Six. I'm still not thrilled with this chapter, but I can fix it in the editing process. I can completley see the scene in my mind, but the words and the pacing are elluding me right now. Chapter Six needs more done with it, but at this point, it's going to have to wait until the evil day star once again shines in the sky.
I'm happy that I'm doing better than I was at this time last year, and, according to my self-imposed schedule, I'm ahead in the game, so if something happens, I can afford to take some time off. This is good. Last year there was a lot of "OMG! Gotta catch up!!!" So far that's not a problem this year, but I won't be tempting fate just yet. She is, after all, a fickle mistress.
So, enough of the process and the numbers. On to the story!
( Cut to save friends pages and those who aren't interested in reading this oh so very rough draft )
