if I post it, it will GO AWAY (werewolf AU ficbits)

[bedlamsbard]

I have no explanation. None at all, really. Well. One could, of course, look here, but it's kind of, uh, developed a vague plot since then. Suffice it to say that Peter is the leader of a werewolf pack, and also a college student, and Caspian is a transfer student and a secret werewolf who used to be a hunter until he became One of THEM, and Miraz is Caspian's uncle (like, uh, in canon) who raised him and came to town hunting werewolves and also his runaway nephew.



The pack had formed a loose circle around the two fighting wolves, the air rent by the sound of sharp barks and low growls. Susan looked anxiously at Edmund, but all he could do was shake his head. He'd already done all he could.

Out of nowhere a third wolf bulled through the pack and between the two fighters, shoving them away from each other. He turned in a slow circle, teeth bared, moonlight washing his brindled fur in gold.

"Back off," Peter snarled. "This is my pack and I won't tolerate any of this. Try it again and it'll be me you're fighting."

***

Caspian felt the fear pool up in the pit of his stomach as the car pulled up beside him, then the passenger side window rolled down and Peter Pevensie said, grinning, "Wet night for a walk. Want a ride?"

"I don't want to put you out," Caspian said warily, his shoulders relaxing slightly. Peter was harmless.

"No bother," Peter said. "I'm just going to pick up my sister from cheer practice; she'll be excited to meet someone new."

"Susan?" Caspian asked, reaching for the door handle.

"No, my other sister, Lucy," Peter said, pulling the car back into the street as Caspian settled into his seat. "Her car's in the shop, so I'm back on chauffeur duty until it's fixed. Fortunately my classes line up with the high school's."

"I didn't know you had another sister," Caspian said.

"The things you don't know about me could fill a book, I'm sure," Peter said, grinning goodnaturedly to take the sting out. "Where did you say you transferred from again?"

"I didn't," Caspian said. "Say, I mean."

"Mmm," Peter said consideringly, turning right onto Walnut Street. They were just passing First when the car hit them.

***

He woke to the scent of blood rank in his nostrils and a pounding headache. Caspian opened his eyes to find himself handcuffed to a chair, Peter across from him, head slumped down over his chest and blood matting his hair.

"What?" Caspian whispered anxiously, and Peter raised his head, eyes bloodshot.

He caught the movement out of the corner of his eye before the man moved into his field of vision. "Hello, Caspian," his uncle Miraz said. "I've been looking for you."

"Get away from me," Caspian hissed, but Miraz ignored him, moving towards Peter.

"You led me straight to them, you know," he said. "Not bad -- for an amateur. I've been looking for this pack for a long time."

"Pack?" Caspian repeated. "What do you mean --"

"I know what you are," Peter said, looking up at Miraz. "You're a hunter."

"And you're prey. What do you think of that, little wolf?"

"I think you should stay away from my pack," Peter said, "if you know what's good for you." He bared his teeth in warning.

Miraz leaned in towards him. "No," he said, and turned away. "Can I uncuff you, Caspian, or will you try to run again?"

Caspian swallowed. Over Miraz's shoulder, Peter's eyes fixed on him, cold and calculating. "We both know how much you hate wolves," he said, aware that his voice was shaking. "You'd better keep me cuffed."

Miraz's eyes widened, then he held up his hand, letting the silver chain looped around his wrist drop down into his palm. Peter let out a low growl at the sight of it.

"Uncle, please," Caspian whispered, trying to move back from the silver as Miraz reached for him. "Uncle, please, don't --"

Miraz caught his chin in one hand and Caspian screamed, the silver burning its way through skin and flesh straight to bone. "You're no blood of mine," he said, and let go of Caspian with a jerk.

Caspian heard his own breath rasp in his throat, painful and scared, as he hung his head. He couldn't get his eyes to focus.

"You don't want to do that," Peter said softly.

"Why not?" Miraz said. "He's no kin of yours."

"He's in my town," Peter said. "As far as I'm concerned, that makes him pack."

***

Caspian got as far as saying, "Thank --" before Peter's fist collided with his face.

"You brought him here," he snarled.

"But you --" Caspian began, clutching his jaw.

"My family's here!" Peter shouted. "Hunt me if you want, but you brought that bastard down on my family. Do you know what it's like to run and run and never stop?"

"Yes," Caspian said, and Peter scowled, vicious and violent.

"You would, hunter," he snapped, and turned away, hands raking his hair. "My family," he said again, softly. "My family. What do I do now?"

***

"Where are we going?" Caspian asked, sitting down heavily on a park bench.

"I'm trying to figure that out," Peter said. In the pale morning daylight, he looked tired and worn, face thin and hollow, with a red weal across his cheek where Miraz had hit him.

"Not back to your pack?"

"No," Peter said, and looked horrified at the suggestion.

"Why not?" Caspian asked, too tired for riddles.

"Come here," Peter said, and when Caspian looked up, startled, Peter caught his hand and guided it to the back of his neck. There was a lump against his fingers, between the knobs of his spine, but Caspian was more interested by the feel of Peter's skin, the way he smelled. He wanted --

He jerked his hand away fast, cheeks burning. It wasn't real. It was just pheromones, the wolf in him reacting to the wolf in Peter, something crude and animal and inhuman. "What is it?" he asked, hoping his voice wasn't shaking the way he thought it was.

"It's a tracker," Peter said. "You've got one too. Your uncle's good," he added grudgingly. "And vicious. I'm not leading him back to my family." He touched his own neck with one hand, and the movement highlighted the burn on his face.

Caspian looked away. "Will they know you're missing?"

"Lu will notice I didn't pick her up, and Su will make sure I didn't go home with anyone, and Ed will make sure I'm not still at school, and then they'll start looking."

"They know?" Caspian asked. "About...you?"

Peter gave him a bemused look. "Who do you think my pack is, Caspian?"

He blinked in surprise. "All of them? Your whole family?"

"My brother and sisters," Peter said, and didn't elaborate. "How did it happen to you?"

"A hunt," Caspian said. "My uncle and I got separated, and I was...hurt."

"When?"

He lowered his head and picked at the torn sleeve of his sweatshirt. "Three months ago."

Peter nodded. "I thought so," he said.

***

"Can I ask you something?" Caspian said.

"You can ask," Peter replied.

"How did you become a pack leader? It's not just your family," Caspian added hastily. "I've seen the rest of the pack."

Peter smiled, expression cold and vaguely bemused. "The traditional way," he said. "I killed the previous pack leader."

Caspian swallowed.

"Six years ago," Peter continued, vaguely introspective. "I was sixteen, and we'd been in town for all of two weeks."

"Why --"

Peter smiled again, utterly without humor. "I didn't like the way she looked at my brother," he said.

Comments

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

YOU. You're completely and utterly mad.

This is enthralling reading, though.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Oh, I know. Send help!

Somehow it all makes so much more sense when they're werewolves instead of kings and queens. *so, so ashamed*

[franceica.livejournal.com]

Did I tell you I love your mind? Even if I did, I should tell you again. I LOVE your mind.

And "I didn't like the way she looked at my brother," he said.
is so much awesomeness in one sentence.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Aw, my mind is loved. It is wrapped in warm fuzziness.

News at eleven! Werewolf!Peter kills werewolf!White Witch in brutal battle for control of Narnia the pack!

[swift-tales.livejournal.com]

I am constantly reminded how AWESOME your crack is, really! Every time I read an idea you have, if it's pirates or werewolves or drugged up Peter and immortal!Susan, it's awesome!

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I am wondering which fandom I can blame for the crack. *glares around warily*

[lyamainu.livejournal.com]

This one was mine! Yay!

"Why not?" Miraz said. "He's no kin of yours."

"He's in my town," Peter said. "As far as I'm concerned, that makes him pack."

OMG PETER!!!


I love you for this. You have no idea.

Werewolves+Narnia= Chocolate+Strawberries.

Awesome on their own.

Worth killing for together.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

It's kind of a bad sign when Peter makes a better werewolf than he does a human, isn't it? (But he does. He so totally and completely does. All that anger and bloodthirstiness and possessiveness.)

Personally, I am opposed to chocolate on strawberries. /aside

[burntcopper.livejournal.com]

moooooooooreeeee.

Thoguh I personally support the Pirate!AU more for nano.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Well. To be fair, no one's had sex yet. (And you know that's how pack leaders assert dominance.) Also, Edmund hasn't shown up yet.

Oh, man, I would not do this for NaNo; I don't think I could sustain this for fifty thousand words.

[burntcopper.livejournal.com]

it's true. Even a nano replete with sex scenes, fight scenes and slapstick requires *some* plot. (those three are the all-time wordcount guzzlers)

snippet this, then write pirates. or Be Like Water.

And now I really want to see the fight where Peter went after the previous packleader.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

*whispers* There is a plot for this. Sort of. It involves Miraz chasing after the pack for a while. If I thought about it, it would probably develop a thematic plot and some subplots. But I'm not thinking about it!

The previous packleader being the WHITE WITCH! That must have been a hell of a fight.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

If you post it, it will forever remain archived in my flist. *dies*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Really, I have no words. None at all.

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

HEE!!
I'm rereading this!

LOVE: Peter smiled again, utterly without humor. "I didn't like the way she looked at my brother," he said.

Edmund and Jadis!! I would kill (ha) to see that creepy interaction and Peter's fight. However, keep writing Dust! :D

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Peter's willingness to get into a fight so quickly -- and his eagerness to protect his family no matter what -- comes from his experience on the street -- there are two or three years between his foster family's murder and when he and his siblings reunited that nobody knows anything about. The most that they've wormed out of him is that he ran with a couple of different packs.

*cough* This is actually one of the possibilities for my NaNovel.

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

So I love your Peter. It's so interesting that he *always* goes missing.
Hypothesis: Peter is uber loyal to his family and wouldn't ever leave them by choice (unless he thought he had to, as may be the case in this story). But for Peter to experience self-change he needs to journey alone and be apart from his siblings. So to fulfill both criteria, Peter goes missing from Narnia, the British army, and present day foster homes. :)

NaNoWriMo?
I finally signed up this year! I'm kinda nervous about it (read: panicked!) and of course November is when ALL my profs are assigning major projects and papers. Have you done it before?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

He does always go missing. I think we may have reached the point where it's really becoming a running joke, because seriously, this is getting ridiculous. I mean, Edmund has gone missing once (twice if you count canon) and Susan has gone missing once; Lucy hasn't yet, but Peter has gone missing -- oh, a year and a half in Natare, three months in Lasci, three weeks from the army, two days during one of the northern campaigns, about a day the time he got kidnapped, two-three years here, gets kidnapped for a while in the Everse, vanishes from Narnia for five years as Peta in the Petaverse, probably more that I haven't thought about yet...

Sign number nine that you may be reading a bedlamsbard story: Peter has gone missing at some point in time...

This is going to be my sixth year doing NaNo. *sheepish*

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

It *is* a running joke! But that's what I love about it! Atleast your characterizations are constistant! ;)

Six years! Gah, I've gotta get on top of things! So as a seasoned veteran, how did you do it? The time commitment and all- I assume you were working around schoolwork and other activities (band mostly)?
I think NaNo will be good for me- I'm a perfectionist in the worst way- but it will be a challenge. Any tips?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

It's not actually that much writing -- it comes out to less than two thousand words per day, and I write all the time. (Actually, let me add that I've only won three times, but those have been the past three times.) I type and handwrite, and I, uh, write in class. But it's never for me been a matter of abandoning my friends at lunch or whatever; if you're a slow enough writer you can (and I know a lot of people that do NaNo do), but I'm relatively fast; I can put out two thousand words in a couple of hours.

I did work around schoolwork and band, but I didn't really have any activities other than band, and my band wasn't a marching band; I didn't have outside-of-school band practice, just pep band a couple nights that month. And I did write there, but it was November in Washington; it was too friggin' cold to write. (Basketball games are much better to write at, by the way; the amount of writing I do in November isn't really all that different from the rest of the year. I'm just a little more consistent.) The only couple things I had to work around were private lessons a few times a week, orchestra practice once a week, pep band, and Creative Writing Club -- which I'd bullied into doing NaNo with me the past few years, so it turned into about six of us all bitching about our novels.

Basic answer comes down to: just write. Write all the time. If you've met your wordcount for the day, great! If you can exceed it, even better! If you're really into what you're writing, keep going! And turn off your inner editor. (This will really work during the last five minutes or so of the month -- this was me last year.)

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

And if you want to add me as a writing buddy on NaNo, my username is Manami. It's one of the only places on the Internet where I'm not some version of Bedlamsbard.

[lyamainu.livejournal.com]

Can I add you too? I just signed up *quakes in terror*.

I vaguely remember hearing about this before, but you've mentioned it several times, and it's made me curious. I have a bad habit of starting and not finishing, so hopefully this will inspire me.

*hyperventilates*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

You can totally add me! The more the merrier.

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

hee, writing buddies!

thanks!
Why Manami-- middle name? nick name?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Middle name, yeah. It was before I got on LJ, which was the first time I used bedlamsbard, otherwise I'd be Bedlam over there too.

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

lyamainu, would you mind if I added you in NaNo as well?
I imagine we're in a simaliar little (teetering and shaking) boat, as it's my first time doing NaNoWriMo as well.

[lyamainu.livejournal.com]

Oooh, I'd love it!

I signed up as Yamainu. You?

Ack, I'm so nervous! November suddenly seems right around the corner...

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

Katherine Allison, which sounds so blah next to everyone elses but I didn't want to do my lj name.
why the slight change?

I know! And Novemver is when my classes and buggy (racing team I drive for) start getting really intense. that's what I'm worried about the most!

[lyamainu.livejournal.com]

Pretty much all my net names are some variation of "Lalaith Yamainu". I just happen to pick whichever variation sticks.

Yikes! Sounds like a lot! Well, I'll be cheering you on!

Buggy? Do explain....*is intrigued*

[saturns-hikari.livejournal.com]

ahh, that makes sense!
Buggy...haha, don't get me started!

Buggy is a relay race through the Carnegie mellon campus and nearby park. Instead of passing off a baton like a normal relay race, the five runners push a "buggy"-- which is a little rocket car driven inside by a tiny female-- pass it off to the next "pusher".
Pusher 1 starts with the buggy at the bottom of the first hill and pushes it up the hill to pusher 2, who pushes it a bit and then shoves the buggy down the other side of the hill. The buggy (and driver) zoom downhill through Schenely Park at up to 40mph. After a huge turn, the course inclines again and the buggy gets pushed from behind by a pusher. Pusher #3 pushes the buggy uphill, passes it off to pusher 4, who passes it off to pusher 5 who crosses the finish line.
It's really AWESOME!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uOrv7XdAxA We're SDC in the red uniforms and I'm in the yellow buggy- Addition. For a C team we kicked ass, beat a bunch of A teams! (teams are ranked by pusher power, abcd)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3p6CYLqqrk SDC Men's A team, still in the red uniform, with Psychosis being driven by Michelle. We REALLY kicked ass!

[katakokk]

So, saw this from LJ, and had to reread because I remember loving your werewolf!AU. And now all I can say is MOOOOORE. I would love to see the rest of the Pevensies. Also, Peter versus the White Witch.

[bedlamsbard]

I feel it would make a decent original, if I ever wanted to do the urban fantasy thing.

[katakokk]

It would! It's not entirely fleshed out, which gives you a good place to jump off from and expand, which is great, and plus, PEVENSIES (who presumably would have a different name if this was an original).

[bedlamsbard]

I think I actually worked out some of the original bits at one point, a while ago. *considers*