Bannerfall
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What if 4C, Scott, and Katie were able to save Nom? Scott, Nom, and Mae leave Blue for five years, leaving to start their trip on the sea just like Nom promised Scott. All is well up until they get a Dove from Gracie begging their return.
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It began again.
The coughing. The suffocating. The flowers.
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Was any of this... really worth it?
Such questions had been plaguing Scott's mind as of late no matter what he did. From the kingdom's gates to his garden and to his bed, they followed his every step.
In other words: Scott runs away from the Blue Kingdom because I said so
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Avid discovers a scroll, capable of bringing a Guardian down from their resting place. In a desperate attempt at winning against the Coven, they summon one of the four: Guardian’s Oath.
What happens when someone as old as these Guardians themselves finds out about this new discovery? What happens when they start to recognise each other? What happens when we throw Scott Goldsmith, previously Scott Springwell, into this mess?
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Or: I make Scott G from Vampires Scott S from Bannerfall and force him to reunite with an old “friend” because I am not over it and them and my little block people hurt me too much :D
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For a brief moment, the quiet patrol felt less ordinary—like the night itself was waiting for something to happen.
As Nom turned his gaze away from the quiet streets, a sudden sound tore through the stillness of the night.
A scream.
It was sharp and raw, echoing out from the direction of the mage’s hidden house and cutting through the calm like a blade. The wind seemed to falter for a moment, the rustling leaves falling quiet as the sound carried across the moonlit courtyard.
Nom stopped instantly.
The scream wasn’t one of anger or battle. It was the kind that came from deep panic—the kind dragged out of someone who had just been ripped from a terrible dream. The kind that left the air trembling long after it faded.
His eyes snapped back toward the house, now feeling far less peaceful than it had moments before. The shadows around it looked deeper, heavier, as if the night itself had drawn closer.
And Nom knew exactly whose voice it was.
Scott’s.