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The QI’RA Trilogy Begins

I’ve often found Qi’ra to be one of the most fascinating characters in Star Wars since I watched Solo: A Star Wars Story for the first time and understood the potential of her story.

Qi’ra, unlike most women in the Star Wars universe, lies in that grey moral area where you can’t exactly determine if she’s a villain or the “good guy.” However, Qi’ra seemed to make it very clear that she would never be the “good guy” when Han confronted her about running away together and that inspired me to want to write a fan fiction story about her consisting of three parts: QI’RA, QI’RA: A Rebel Rises, and QI’RA: The Curtain Falls.

Each story will delve into Qi’ra’s very conscience as we see her grapple with the choices she makes and the criminal world she has decided to join.

QI’RA, of course, transpires directly after Solo: A Star Wars Story ends, allowing us the chance to see her go to Maul. Ooh, I can’t wait for you to intake this story and all of its gleeful twists and turns.

If you’ve been following my blog for a while you will already know that I have previously written QI’RA and shared it, however, to understand the context of its sequel, QI’RA: A Rebel Rises, I must revisit it.

I thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy this story. Have a beautiful day.

Captain America: Secret War: (TEN)

Even the darkness of nighttime couldn’t hide the sheer plainness of their ride. Natasha Romanoff gazed in shock at the old tan car Steve, Sam, and Sharon had been riding around in for the last six months as a valet driver brought it to the front of the hotel.

Sharon was inside the hotel checking out while Sam and Steve were putting the bags in the trunk.

“And this is what you all have been reduced to?” Natasha asked.

Sam looked at her. “What? You still drive your luxury sports cars everywhere you go?”

“Always,” she responded. “I have a reputation to uphold.” Continue reading Captain America: Secret War: (TEN)

Captain America: Secret War (SIX)

Natasha Romanoff sat in a bar located in a dark alley in New York City. The hood of her jacket helped cover her face as she downed a shot of vodka. Thankfully, she had gulped down enough vodka shots in her life to be used to the patented sensation.

“Hey, bartender.” She lifted her glass. “Another one.”

The bartender, a gruff-looking fellow, grunted as he took her glass and filled it with more of the clear liquid. She was about to take another sip when she noticed out of the corner of her eye two men at the end of the bar staring at her with those typical leering gazes that she had gotten more times than she could remember in her life. She sighed. She didn’t have time for this. There was too much on her mind. Continue reading Captain America: Secret War (SIX)

Captain America: Secret War (TWO)

It’s a beautiful early morning in Washington D.C with the sun gleaming golden on the nation’s capital but for Secretary Ross, there might as well have been a thunderstorm.

He sat at a table seething with frustration as a pair of Deputy Task Force officers stood before him.

“So, let me get this straight. You’re telling me that Steve Rogers, Sharon Carter, and Sam Wilson were in New York City at the same time and you still couldn’t catch them?!” Continue reading Captain America: Secret War (TWO)

Captain America: Secret War (PROLOGUE)

In the snowy tundra of Russia, propellers can be heard amidst the harsh whistles of the wind. Deputy Task Force’s overwhelming presence surrounds a secret HYDRA base buried deep into the rocky landscape. To some, the base would seem like an abandoned outpost of a bygone age but to the Deputy Task Force, they knew the headquarters holds many secrets.

There is one person in particular who knows the base’s capabilities better than anyone. Her name is Doctor Whitney Frost. She walks through the stronghold, assessing everything but not caring about anything. She knows her plan but nobody else does. She would like to keep it that way. Continue reading Captain America: Secret War (PROLOGUE)

Zorii Bliss: A Day in Kijimi: Chapter Thirteen

What had happened to the day? Like a thick blanket of tension, nighttime had crept upon Kijimi swiftly, leaving Zorii feeling a bit anxious as she climbed out of the valley toward Kijimi City where, to her great surprise, Gibble and a few other Spice Runners were waiting for her.

Their bodies were slumped as if they had been through a war. Gibble’s stance was rigid and when he saw her he raised a hand in clear relief. A course of relief ran through her as well. They had both lost friends today but there was still hope for them after all. Hope that maybe all of this stress of the day would end in a sense of joy.

When she reached them she said, “Let’s find Babu.”

Gibble placed a hand on her shoulder. “We’ve got other things to worry about.”

She stopped. Not again. Not more trouble!

“What trouble?”

“Dameron…he’s back.”