Codywan Week Day 2: The Wise Man's Fear

Codywan Week Day 2: The Wise Man's Fear

Summary: Cody is a very gentle man. It takes a while for him to truly get angry. However, when Obi-wan is shot, he finds it hard to control his emotions.

    There are three things every wise man fears: the sea in a storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man. Cody was a gentle and kind man. He had a good heart and few fears.

One of those fears was losing those he was close to. In a war, Cody knew it was likely; the death of a loved one. The man had already lost close friends.

Now on the battlefield, the clone faced the thought of losing his general. Cody should have known loving a Jedi was a bad idea. When Obi-Wan got shot, he didn't know what to do.

    Taking Obi-wan lightsaber may not have been the best idea. With the droids closing in on them, Cody made the decision to give them a chance they might not have. Switching it on, the clone walked towards the droids.

    He swung the saber into the metal droids. It was harder to hold then he expected. Cody was angry, it was time he expressed it. His brothers died around him everyday and now he was being faced with the possible death of the love of his life. He was tired of it.

    The saber sliced though the droids with ease, even with the saber being heavy. Cody knew why, the saber wasn't his. Still, he could feel it getting lighter. It was like the crystal was excepting him.

As the droids fell, he could feel his anger grow. Even so, it seemed to be working. With his brothers fighting back, the group of droids grew smaller and smaller. Soon Cody was standing over a pile of scrap metal, breathing heavily.

The clones around him had never seen Cody act like that before. Switching the saber off, he walked back to the main group. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Are you?"

Still trying to calm down, Cody nodded. "Is Obi-" he paused. "Is the general okay?"

"He should be." The medic informed him.

"Good. We'll finish the campaign without him." Cody took a look at the lightsaber in his hand.

"Do you know how to use that?" One of the men asked. "It came some natural to you."

"Only a little." Cody said. He had spent hours watching Obi-wan practice.

The gentle man still felt the anger in his heart. Breathing steadily, Cody calmed himself. "Okay." Putting Obi-wan's lightsaber on his belt, the commander started to walk forward. "Let's move out."

Codywan Week Day 1: Lightsaber

Summary: After the last time Obi-wan lost his lightsaber, Cody decides to add a place for it with him by altering his armor.

    Jedi were funny about their lightsabers, or at least Cody's was. "This weapon is your life" he would say to Anakin Skywalker. Then he would lose his in the first five minutes of a battle. Somehow Cody always ended up with it. Something about the situation made Cody laugh. Obi-wan was somewhat of a hypocrite.

    With as often as Cody had the saber, he started to try to find a way to hold on to it easier. He wanted to keep it safe. The man knew he needed a lightsaber clip of some kind. That way he could attach it to his armor.

    Walking around the Jedi temple always felt so inviting. Looking around, Cody looked for any Jedi he might know. When he didn't see anyone he recognized, he walk up to a random Jedi and asked where he could find lightsaber clip.

    "Obi-wan break his again?" The Jedi asked, chuckling.

    "Yes sir."

    "Go down the hall and take a left. There's a supply closet. It should be the first room on the left."

    "Thank you sir." Cody smiled and walked away. The Jedi Temple was a beautiful place. It was easy to get lost in, but with all of the stories he had been told, the place never felt like much of a maze to him.

    Finding the supply closet, Cody opened the door and walked inside. He looked around until he found some clips. The box had a verity of different colors. Mostly they were neutral colors but a few were colorful. There was a few orange ones. Cody held one in his hand and decided that since orange was on brand, he would choose that one.

    Walking out of the closet, he headed back to his room. Sitting the room, Cody started his modifications to his armor and belt. With the clip attached to his belt, he carved out a small divite in his armor that went around his hip. That way the saber would fit nicer.

    The clip looked nice with his armor. The shade of orange was nearly the same. If the shade difference started to brother him, he'd paint it later.

    It didn't take Obi-wan long to realize the change in his commander's armor. They were outside by The Great Tree. The weather was nice so the man had gone to meditate by the tree. Cody had gone to find him to let him know that Anakin was looking for him.

"Cody? What do you need dear?" Obi-wan opened his eyes.

"General Skywalker is looking for you."

Sighing, Obi-wan stood. "Where is he?"

"By your room."

Smiling at him, Obi-wan thanked Cody. Something seemed different. It looked like Cody was waiting for something so the Jedi scanned him for answers. That when he saw the orange lightsaber clip attached to his belt.

    "Did you attach a lightsaber clip to your belt?"

    "I did. I end up with it enough." Cody smiled.

    Embarrassed, Obi-wan chuckled.  Looking around, he grabbed his lightsaber. Then he stepped closer to the clone and placed the saber on his hip. "It fits perfectly." With a small kiss on his commander's cheek, the Jedi stepped away from him. 

     "This weapon is your life. I can't let you lose it." The two looked into each other's eyes.

    Clone armor is the most personal thing a clone can have. They use it to express themselves. The patterns and design are as important to them as how it functions. It meant the universe to Obi-wan that Cody would change it to accommodate his lightsaber.

   "Thank you dear." Looking around again, Obi-wan checked for anyone. When he saw there was no one he stepped closer to Cody once again. Gently, he placed his hands on Cody's face. Slightly pulling them together, Obi-wan kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Augusnippets Day 6: Ship Wreck

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Summary: The Princess Andromeda crashes on the coast of Oregon. Now Luke must find a way off of the ship before it sinks.

    Luke wasn't sure what had happened. Maybe Poseidon had finally gotten ahold of The Princesses Andromeda or maybe it had just been an accident. That didn't matter right now. The ship was sinking.

    Running out of his quarters, he looked down the hallway. Water was already starting to trickle in. As a wave hit the ship, Luke slammed into the wall. He felt the jolt of the ship, as if it had hit something.

They had been on the coast of Oregon the last he knew. More then likely they still were. There are places on the west coast that the ocean meets cliffs. Standing, Luke made his way up to the deck of the ship. When he opened the door he found that he was right.

They had crashed into the side of a cliff.

The man knew he needed to make sure others could escape. Losing his whole army would be detrimental, at least that's what he told himself as he ran below deck. Knocking on doors, Luke quickly but calmly, tried to make sure everyone was aware of the situation. He paused before Chris's door before just opening it. That man could sleep through a hurricane.

Shaking him awake, Luke informed him of what was going on. "Shit okay." He said as he pulled his shoes on.

"Get above deck. See if any of the ledges can hold people."

"Okay."

Running back to his room, Luke grabbed his shoes and Backbiter. He shoved the sword into his belt and closed the door when he left. The water had already made its way through most of the hall, the carpet being soaked.

Luke could smell the fire. Most of the time the smell of smoke did not bother him. That night, it attacked his lungs in a way it never had before. It burned. Still there was one more door to check. Letting his shoes get soaked, he forced the last door open. Inside a young half-blood was trying to stand. The water had made the door hard to open.

"Come on." Luke offered her his hand. She took it and they ran out of the hall. The water was up to his knees now. As the ship shook, it took the man's feet out from under him. He fell into the water. "I'll be right there!" He yelled after the girl.

"Okay!" She yelled back.

Steadying himself against the wall, Luke used it to get up. With the water at his knees, it was difficult to run. Still, he pulled himself to the door to go above deck. Slamming it behind him, a wave crashed into the sinking Princess Andromeda. The wave sent him to the ground once more. This time the ship started to shift. The deck was no longer even.

Looking around, Like tired to find a way out. Most of the rock ledges looked to smooth. All but one.

All he had to do was make it to the ledge. Using a wall to stand, the demigod tried to climb his way to the cliff. It felt impossible. The weight of the ship was pulling the vessel into the water faster and faster.

"Come on!" Luke heard a voice yell. It was Chris. "Luke come on!"

"I'm trying!" He yelled back, frustrated with the way things were going. Looking around again, he found a rope that have been tied to the side of the ship. He could use that to climb his way to the side and jump to the ledge.

The problem is getting to the rope. As the ship sank, the deck became more and more steep. It felt like rock climbing and Luke wasn't even on the ledge yet.

Still, he found his way to the rope. Wrapping it around his right arm, he started to pull himself towards the side railing. As another wave hit the ship, Luke slipped some. He yelped as the rope cut into his arm. The light yellow color that the rope normally was started to be covered in red.

Despite his injury, the demigod continued to climb the rope. He found himself at the side railing ready to jump within a minute or so.

The jump was a lot further than Luke had anticipated. From further away, the distance looked shorter. However, it was his only way out. Sighing, the man moved as far back as he possibly could. He readied himself for the jump. Looking to make sure the next big wave was as far away as it could be, Luke decided he had to jump now.

As his feet left the ship, the ship started to sink faster. Missing the ledge with his feet, Luke caught the rocks. His hands felt like they were on fire. Blood dripped from the rocks as he pulled himself onto the ledge.

Sitting down, Luke rested his back against the wet rocks. They felt cool against this body. Looking at his hands and arm, he realized just how much they hurt.

After a moment Luke Castellan and looked around. Everyone he cared about was on a ledge against the coast of Oregon. A brief wave of relief washed over him. Now they just had to figure out how to get off of the rocks and back on solid ground.

Codywan Week Master List!! I love this writing challenge every year! I definitely had a good time with this one! My favorites are probably the anniversary and the soulmate au! Each description of the stories are attached to the page the links will take you to! I hope you enjoy them!! I love tragic gay men so much.

Day 1: Lightsaber

Day 2: The Wise Man's Fear

Day 3: Soulmate au

Day 4: Kidfic

Day 5: Only One Bed

Day 6: Quiet Love

Day 7: Long Hair/hair cutting/trimming

Day 8: Anniversary

August snippets Day 1: Stalked (Alt Promt)

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Summary: Percy starts to realize something or someone is watching him when he's out with his mom getting ice cream.

    Percy knew he was being watched. He had gotten used to the uncomfortable feeling of eyes on him. However most of the time the feeling of being watched went away when he was outside of school or camp.

    Instead Percy was getting ice cream with his mom. The two had decided to go out after Percy had passed his first quarter at school. Blue ice cream sat in front of them.

    "Is everything okay, Percy?" Sally said. "You haven't had much of your ice cream."

    "Yeah. I'm okay." Percy lied. After everything he had gone through, some ice cream and time with him mom sounded perfect. As the two sat at their table, the teen settled in. While the feeling he was being watched stayed with him, the boy started to ignore it.

    It wasn't until Sally and Percy had finished their blue raspberry ice cream when the feeling started to bother him again. Sally seemed to realize something was wrong. She looked concerned as she watched their surroundings on the way home.

    "You feel it too, don't you?" Percy asked him mother.

    Sally nodded and stood a little closer to Percy. "Maybe it's a monster?"

    "I don't think so." Percy looked around and sighed. "Let's just go to the park."

    "Okay. I could call Chiron."

    "We'll be fine."

    The two walked to the park, never being able to rely. Once there, they talked about what was next. "Maybe it is a monster? I think I should look around."

    "Percy" Sally started, "We look together."

    "I can't put you in danger. Whoever or whatever is watching us, wants me."

    "We go together. I'll be okay. I faced the minotaur, remember?"

    "And almost got killed, remember?"

    "Percy."

    "Okay."

    The park was a beautiful place. Sally used to take Percy all the time. He had always shown an interest in the decorative water fountain in the middle as well as any drinking fountains that had been around.

    Walking around the park, Sally and Percy tried to find the source of their discomfort. For it being mid-day, there was no one around. The wind blew the  swings gently. "Not creepy at all." Percy said, looking at his mother.

    There was a quiet noise in the trees. Percy grabbed his pen and took a step closer to them. Standing right behind her son, Sally prepaid herself for whatever foe may be hidden in the pines and oak trees.

    Pulling the leaves back, Percy looked to see what was there. A squirrel ran out from the tree and went up another that wasn't too far from it. "You know, maybe we are just being paranoid."

    As the two turned to leave, they realized they weren't alone. Their feelings and been right.

"Hello Percy." Luke Castellan said. "You must be Sally Jackson." The man said as he motioned to Sally with his sword. "It's nice to meet you."

Taking a step back Percy pulled his mother with him. "Luke? How long have you been following me?" Uncapping Riptide, the half-blood placed it between his mother and Luke.

"A few days."

"A few days?!" Percy yelled surprised.

"Leave my son alone!" Ms. Jackson yelled sternly at Luke, putting a hand on Percy's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I can't. You see, I need your son dead. So-"

"You'll have to get through me."

"Mom. Let me handle it."

Luke looked interested. "Sally Jackson fought a minotaur, I'm sure I'd be no challenge." He joked. Taking a step forward Percy pulled him back with the threat of his blade.

Both demigods knew it was time to fight. They readied their weapons. Percy stood in front of his mother, knowing he couldn't let Luke get close to his mom. Sally was one of the people who Percy loved most. She was his to protect.

As they fought the question of how Luke found him lingered in Percy's mind. "Let me get this straight, you've been following me for days now? Just like that? I never noticed you?"

"Yep. I thought you would be more observant. With everything that's happened, how could you not be?" Luke said as he swung his sword.

It only took one look at his mom for Percy to know why he hadn't realized Luke had been looming; his mother would keep him safe. "You want to know why?"

Luke was an all year camper. Percy never learned what happened to his mother but he knew that it was complicated. As much as he didn't want to, using his mother and his own might help get them out of the situation. After all, his mother was there. Percy couldn't let her get hurt.

"Why?"

"Because I trust my mom."

Luke paused. The words surprised him more the Percy thought they would. Using his hesitation, Percy slashed Luke's arm with his sword.

Jumping back, Luke almost dropped his sword. He looked at his arm, blood pouring from his wound. His eyes landed on Sally who had found a stick to hold, ready to fight if she had to. The man's breath was shaky. With his left arm, the demigod pulled his sword up. "Good for you." Attacking again, Luke swung his sword at Percy, aiming for his chest.

Moving, Percy drug his sword across Luke's side. With Luke behind Percy, Sally had the opportunity to slam her stick over his head, knocking him to the ground. After a moment, Luke sat up and looked around. Percy had a sword at his throat and Sally had her stick hovering menacingly near him.

Swinging Backbiter at the Jackson's feet, Luke stumbled to his feet. He knew he had to escape. Looking around, the man decided the trees would be the easiest place to disappear. Quickly placing his sword in it's sheath, Luke ran into the woods.

When Sally went to follow him, Percy stopped her. "We don't have to follow him. He'll get away anyway. I don't want you to be in anymore danger."

Sally nodded. "So, that was Luke?"

"Yeah." Percy sat down, breathing heavily.

"He seems a lot less though then how you described him."

"He was an all year camper. When I said I had you, it must have messed with him. Trust me, he's not fun to fight."

"Come on, let's go home. Do you want to stop by the candy store and pick up some blue jelly beans and watch a movie when we get home?" Sally helped her some off the ground. She smoothed out his hair and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Hell yeah."

Augusnippets Day 5: Drunk Caretaking

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Summary: Obi-wan takes care of Anakin after Anakin's 21st birthday.

"This should be a long night." Obi-wan sighed as he watched his Padawan stumble out of the bar. Anakin was 21 now. Maybe it was just wishful thinking that he hadn't drank until then, but still Obi-wan felt he should take Anakin out for his first legal drink.

"Obi-wan" Anakin laughed. "I think I'm drunk."

"Very my friend."

"Can we go home?" Anakin was still laughing.

"Yes. Yes we can." So Obi-wan walked Anakin back to the temple. He grabbed a trash can from the corner of the room and put it beside his old Padawan's bed. Then he sat down with him.

"I'm gonna throw up" Anakin chuckled.

"I know." Grabbing Anakin's long hair, Obi-wan pulled it back. Then, as he said he would, the Jedi threw up. When he was done, the older of the two took a cup of water in his hands and handed it to the other.

That night, Obi-wan pulled up a chair and waited for Anakin to fall asleep. When he did, the other jedi made sure the blanket rested on his body and refilled his water. Anakin was going to have a bad hangover in the morning and Obi-wan wanted to do whatever he could to make sure he could get over it.

After setting the room up, Obi-wan wrote out a small note and placed it on the bedside table. "Dear Anakin. I hope you do not feel too sick this morning. I took you back to the temple, in case you don't remember. Call me if you need anything. Happy birthday. Obi-wan." He figured Anakin would appreciate the message.

Sighing, Obi-wan walked to the door. He smiled as he walked out of the room, making sure the door didn't close too hard behind him. It wasn't hard to guess that Anakin would be a pain in the morning. But you only turn 21 once so at least he had fun. Walking back to his room, Obi-wan couldn't help but smile. At least Anakin was a funny drunk.