Before you go off and be all hero-y and whatnot (since I’m sure you will; everyone does eventually), please HEAR ME OUT. It’s only too easy to get distracted, to get dragged to the other side.
In my world, where bad things never happened, I became a traitor.
Don’t do what I did.
Don’t be like me.
Because when a betrayal happens, the people you love most will get hurt.
Δ Δ Δ
Keefe ran through the halls of Candleshade, tightly gripping a canvas bag. His eyes darted around as if he was scanning for an enemy, which he sort of was. He grew steadily more and more nervous when he heard heavy footsteps below him.
Keefe was panting at this point, and was very stressed.
He glanced behind him and saw a large figure’s shadow at the top of the stairs. As the figure made its way up the stairs, Keefe ducked into the nearest room to the left. He released the breath he’d been holding and set down his bag.
He looked around the room, and noticed that it was his father’s office. Keefe slid into the chair behind his father’s desk, and pulled a book out of his bag.
He opened it up and examined his sketches, smiling when he saw the familiar faces of his friends.
Fitz, his best friend. Dex, the smart tech guy. Biana, Fitz’ lovestruck sister.
And, of course, Sophie Foster.
Keefe ran his fingers down his drawing. Hers was the only one he had finished; it was painted and everything.
He sighed quietly, thinking about their break from Foxfire. What a perfect chance to talk to her!
Keefe heard something outside. Keefe quickly shoved the book into his canvas bag, and gripped it tightly as he hid under the desk.
He held his breath as his father, Lord Cassius, strode into the room. Keefe couldn’t see his face, but he could tell it was him by his fine cloak and tunic, as well as his expertly polished boots.
Keefe tried to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible.
He could barely see the top of his father’s hands as Lord Cassius slid his finger across the top of the green imparter he held. It was quiet for a few moments, then he heard a garbled voice on the other side.
“Where are you?” Cassius said fiercely. “You’ve been gone for days, and I’m stuck here playing babysitter with our son!”
Keefe caught his breath. He was talking with his mother… Lady Gisela. But she was off on some “business trip.” He tried to catch what his mom said, but he couldn’t hear her voice from where he was.
His father spoke again. “Yes, yes, you’re on a business trip. But where? And also, when will you get back? I’m going insane, being cooped up with my disappointing son all day long.”
Keefe didn’t even cry at his fathers’ brutal words. He was used to this.
“Fine. One more day.” His father swiped his finger over the imparter without so much as a goodbye.
Lord Cassius shoved the imparter into his cloak pocket, and took out a pathfinder. He adjusted the crystal and held it up to the light, stepping into the beam to be whisked off to who knows where.
Δ Δ Δ
Keefe shoved his bag in his closet, and buried it beneath some school capes. He stood up and rubbed his eyes, the anxiety of the whole day making him crazy.
He quickly showered and changed into his pajamas and settled into his huge bed. He was tempted to sleep, but knew how impossible that would be. Keefe, like his other friends, suffered from insomnia due to their psychotic lives as butt-kicking superheroes. Or something along those lines.
He rolled over so he was facing the table by his bed and opened the drawer. He shoveled out the contents, spilling them onto his bed.
He separated his imparter and a clear, round sphere out from the rest of the pens, pencils, crush cuffs, and other random junk. He then put the rest of the stuff back into the drawer.
He held his imparter, deciding whether or not he should make the call he so desperately wanted to. Keefe chickened out and set it down with a sigh. He picked up the clear sphere, running his fingers over the smooth surface. It was a Spyball, and it was unregistered.
“Show me Sophie Foster.”
The material inside of the orb vibrated, and turned into an image of Sophie’s bedroom.
She was laying on her bed with her memory journal on her lap. She was beautiful, what with her blonde hair and gold-flecked brown eyes.
Keefe was glad that he had asked Dex to rig the Spyball so it could pick up sounds as well.
She was quiet for a minute, then laughed. She looked at her wall for five minutes straight, then burst out laughing, her face bright red.
Sandor, her goblin bodyguard, burst into the room, saying, “What’s wrong?! Should I call Elwin?!”
Sophie covered her mouth, trying to stop her giggles, and failed epicly. She finally calmed down a minute later.
“Sorry,” She said, fanning her flushed face. “I was talking to Fitz.”
Sandor groaned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Keefe groaned as well and swiped his finger over the Spyball.
“Fitz. Always Fitz.”
He rubbed his eyes as he stood up.
“What do I have to do to get her to notice me?”
She made him crazy, and Sophie knew it.
He glanced toward the closet, where his sketchbooks were hidden, and had an idea.
He would give her the gift on the first day of summer.
Δ Δ Δ

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- @that_flareongirl

Hey, I was inspired to copy this story into Scratch by @starry-skyes fanfic! Go check their’s out
I had actually written this in Google Docs before Legacy came out, so there are some discrepancies. Also, I have noticed many mistakes that I never bothered to fix, since I’m sort of doing this for fun. For example, how this is supposed to be set up around Flashback and Tam and Linh are nowhere to be found. And how the main story isn’t relevant at all. And how my writing style is nothing like Shannon’s. But hey, I’m always open to critique!
My story didn’t really have chapters, per se. I just sort of divided up the story into sections, so this is kind of like Chapter 1, I guess.

Anyway, please tell me what you think!

This was great! The only issue I have with it is that I really don’t think Keefe would invade Sophie’s privacy. Other than that it’s great though! <3 I’ve never tried creative writing, but I’d probably be pretty terrible at it myself.. Just wondering, but are you gonna post more soon?

The timing is all off, so let’s just say that timing is irrelevant and it’s basically around Everblaze (that makes much more sense-)

atinycarat wrote:

This was great! The only issue I have with it is that I really don’t think Keefe would invade Sophie’s privacy. Other than that it’s great though! <3 I’ve never tried creative writing, but I’d probably be pretty terrible at it myself.. Just wondering, but are you gonna post more soon?

Thank you for reading! And yes, your point makes a ton of sense! I didn’t capture Keefe’s character very well at all in the next chapter either (there’s more ), so I will try to fix that. And yeah, I should hopefully post the next part tonight.

that_flareongirl wrote:

atinycarat wrote:

This was great! The only issue I have with it is that I really don’t think Keefe would invade Sophie’s privacy. Other than that it’s great though! <3 I’ve never tried creative writing, but I’d probably be pretty terrible at it myself.. Just wondering, but are you gonna post more soon?

Thank you for reading! And yes, your point makes a ton of sense! I didn’t capture Keefe’s character very well at all in the next chapter either (there’s more ), so I will try to fix that. And yeah, I should hopefully post the next part tonight.

that_flareongirl wrote:

atinycarat wrote:

This was great! The only issue I have with it is that I really don’t think Keefe would invade Sophie’s privacy. Other than that it’s great though! <3 I’ve never tried creative writing, but I’d probably be pretty terrible at it myself.. Just wondering, but are you gonna post more soon?

Thank you for reading! And yes, your point makes a ton of sense! I didn’t capture Keefe’s character very well at all in the next chapter either (there’s more ), so I will try to fix that. And yeah, I should hopefully post the next part tonight.

Great! I’ll look forward to it!

Keefe mussed his hair and fidgeted with the book he held behind him. “Okay Keefe. You got this. The gift you’re holding could either make or break your relationship with Foster, so… no pressure.”
He reached into the arm pocket of his red long-sleeved shirt, and pulled out his Pathfinder. He adjusted the crystal and leaped into the front yard of Havenfield.
Keefe took a deep breath and made his way over to the front door.
He scribbled a quick message on a piece of paper and wrapped it up in a ribbon the same color as his shirt. He grinned as he set it down, thinking, ‘Foster’s gonna love this!’
Keefe knocked on the door loudly and sprinted up the hill on the side of the house, and sat beneath the beautiful willow-like tree with blue, purple, and pink blossoms.
This was Sophie’s favorite place.
It was perfect.
He adjusted the collar of his shirt nervously, hoping that Sophie would answer the door and not Grady. Sophie’s adoptive father wasn’t exactly on Team Foster-Keefe… but he’d deal with that problem when the time came.
He only hoped that Alden wouldn’t hate him either.
Keefe’s musings were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. He readjusted his shirt and propped the gift on the side of the Panakes Tree. He heard laughter off to the side of the house and smiled.
Sophie got his message!
He saw a figure appear on the other side of the house where the back door was, and his smile disappeared when the figure broke into two.
His mouth fell open a bit when he saw Sophie’s hand twined around Fitz’ hand.
Fitz smiled at her, flashing white teeth. He brought his other hand up and ran his fingers through his dark hair, grinning when she heard Sophie’s giggle.
They both stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Keefe sitting in the shade of the Panakes tree. Sophie covered her mouth, her gold-flecked eyes betraying her surprise.
Keefe closed his mouth, clenched his jaw, and picked up his gift. “Oh, hey, guys! Fitzy, I see that you’re having fun. Foster, I’ll, ah, hail you later.”
He stood up and walked away, toward the animal enclosures. He glanced back out of the corner of his eye and saw Sophie tell Fitz something.
But Keefe didn’t really mind. He was just a bit hurt.
Not a lot, though. He was expecting this… wasn’t he?
They hadn’t seemed like more-than-friends last time they all got together, but maybe Keefe had been too busy scheming pranks with Dex.
He honestly couldn’t even remember. But he was frustrated that he was always second best to Sophie.
Keefe looked at the present wrapped up in the shimmery gold paper, his favorite color. He clenched his fist around it, crinkling the paper a little.
He looked down.
A small tear leaked out of his eye before he could stop it.
Slowly, calmly, he drew his arm back, bringing the gift over and behind his head. He then threw the gift as hard as he could, and watched it soar into the distance.
It probably dropped into a bush somewhere.
He didn’t care.
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his cloak and brought out a pathfinder. It was his dads. He stole it before he left. He twisted the crystal facet, wanting to go anywhere but here, where Fitz and Sophie were probably sitting under the Panakes tree, talking about how happy they were to be together.
He closed his eyes. He tried not to be bitter; he really did. But he had held back his emotions for too long.
He held the wand up to the light, ignoring the fact that he glimpsed Sophie’s face. It looked like she was grabbing something.
Fitz was nowhere to be found.
Δ Δ Δ
~@that_flareongirl

So that was Part 2! I really tried to capture Keefe’s mood in this one (I actually had to alter the original quite a bit, oops-) but I did take some liberties with Keefe’s mood in this situation. I have thought about how Keefe isn’t a super bitter person, and how he never shows it, but since this is a bit more like a vent for us Sokeefe shippers, I allowed my writing style to slip in hope you guys like it! Remember to critique!

Part 3 should come out in a few days!

Aaaaa I love it so much!! I love the way you captured Keefe’s personality, though maybe at a different angle then we’re used to thinking of him? What time is this supposed to be taking place in? Which book, I mean. You’re writing style is really great and I love the direction you had the story go, and you were good at capturing emotion for poor Keefe <333

needless2say wrote:

Aaaaa I love it so much!! I love the way you captured Keefe’s personality, though maybe at a different angle then we’re used to thinking of him? What time is this supposed to be taking place in? Which book, I mean. You’re writing style is really great and I love the direction you had the story go, and you were good at capturing emotion for poor Keefe <333

Thank you so much for reading, I really appreciate it I originally intended for the story to take place during Flashback, but this has essentially turned into an AU-type scenario about how Keefe COULD’VE ran to the Neverseen. So, at this point, the story takes place around Everblaze. This is helpful because I completely forgot that Tam and Linh existed while writing the first part (which I did before Legacy came out, hehe). It is such a relief for me that you think I captured Keefe’s emotions and personality well, I had the most trouble with that. Especially because my writing style is so different from Shannon’s. But again, thank you for reading! Part 3 should come out tonight or tomorrow, depending on if I had time!

Keefe looked around.
He was on a rocky beach. The place where he collected selkie skin once, and talked to Sophie.
Thinking about Sophie hurt.
He had tried so hard to find some gift that felt intimate and real. And yet, his efforts were wasted. He was too late.
Sometimes it sucked having a best friend who liked the girl you love.
Keefe kicked up sand and sat on the ground. He brought a thin piece of paper out of his pants pocket and a pencil. He docked the paper and started drawing.
Once he started, he couldn’t stop.
His art was the one place he could truly escape from reality, because he was creating his own reality.
Keefe drew lines connecting other lines, circles around other circles, shapes and words and feelings.
He drew himself, looking to the sky. Keefe tried to capture all of the emotions he was feeling, but it was difficult.
Because he was carrying everyone else’s emotions.
Keefe wiped a tear out of the corner of his eye. Being an Empath is hard, even soul-crushing. Especially because it can be hard to discern feelings between different people.
“Do I really like Sophie, or is that just Fitz’ emotions playing with mine?”
Keefe wasn’t sure anymore. What he did know is that he was getting a lot of grief from this issue.
All he wanted, all he ever wanted, was closure.
Keefe sighed in defeat. He wouldn’t get that anytime soon.
He picked his pencil back up. Drawing helped take his mind off difficult subjects.
Keefe flipped the paper over, starting over. He was tempted to draw Sophie, but something held him back.
He drew Fitz, instead. With all of his emotion when he had looked at Sophie, when they were together at Havenfield.
Keefe finished the sketch, feeling sick.
“Do I look like this when I’m with her?”
He lowered his eyes and let his pencil fall into the sand.
Keefe fell back into the sand, letting his hair fall back against the ground. For once, he didn’t care that his pride and joy was getting messed up.
His whole world was changing.
He covered his eyes with his hands and cried.
He hadn’t cried in so long, since he had always his his feelings from his friends. Always hidden behind his jokes-and-teases mask.
But it felt good.
Keefe laid there for the better part of an hour, thinking and releasing the occasional sob.
Eventually, Keefe sat up and wiped his eyes.
He had sat around doing nothing for too long.
And if Keefe knew anything about himself, it’s that he never gives in.
Keefe stood up, shook his hair (flinging sand everywhere), and put on his trademark smirk.
He would talk to Sophie and Fitz, and whatever they said, he would be okay.
After all, he didn’t even know if he actually liked Sophie.
But that was what he intended to find out.
Δ Δ Δ
~@that_flareongirl

Here’s part 3 I’ve finally decided on the time period! This story takes place in an AU/alternate-ending-type scenario during Everblaze. In this hypothetical situation, Sophie and Fitz are this close to becoming a couple. Keefe, meanwhile, finds this out and gets really intimidated. He runs away in embarrassment, while in the process realizing that his love for Sophie might actually be Fitz’! I hope to eventually take this story down the run-away-to-the-Neverseen route, as another hypothetical reason for him committing the “betrayal”. As of now, I can’t find any good ways to slip this in, but I’m always open for suggestions! Besides that, I’ll figure something out anyway, hope you all liked it!

Part 4 should be out before the end of the week! Also, message me if you want me to send notifications for new chapters.

Great! as always! but if this came about during everblaze, then Keefe wouldn’t had collected the selkie skin, or talked to Sophie there yet. Because that happened during lodestar, if I’m correct. Just wanted to point that out, but otherwise I enjoyed it! <3

atinycarat wrote:

Great! as always! but if this came about during everblaze, then Keefe wouldn’t had collected the selkie skin, or talked to Sophie there yet. Because that happened during lodestar, if I’m correct. Just wanted to point that out, but otherwise I enjoyed it! <3

Ack, thanks for pointing that out! I didn’t even notice >) I’ll try to make that change for my final draft, hehe-

Aaaa really good—one thing, it changes tense a few times. Anyway, really great job!!!

needless2say wrote:

Aaaa really good—one thing, it changes tense a few times. Anyway, really great job!!!

Aah, I hadn’t even realized! Thanks for the tip- I’ll try to work on that in the future. And I’m so sorry if I’m annoying you guys by telling you when I write a new chapter- tell me to stop if it’s bothering you I really don’t want to seem like a 10 year old begging for attention (which is funny because I’m a teenager mmh-) so just tell me to stop if the notifications are bothering you. Anyway, thanks for reading! I always appreciate it

that_flareongirl wrote:

needless2say wrote:

Aaaa really good—one thing, it changes tense a few times. Anyway, really great job!!!

Aah, I hadn’t even realized! Thanks for the tip- I’ll try to work on that in the future. And I’m so sorry if I’m annoying you guys by telling you when I write a new chapter- tell me to stop if it’s bothering you I really don’t want to seem like a 10 year old begging for attention (which is funny because I’m a teenager mmh-) so just tell me to stop if the notifications are bothering you. Anyway, thanks for reading! I always appreciate it

I’d like to keep getting notified when there are new ones plz! It doesn’t seem like you’re begging at all! I’d love to keep reading, honestly

Really great so far! One time I tried writing my own fanfiction, called Celeste, but that never worked. Glad to see you're doing it, though! Can't wait for the next part!!!!

CoderGirly wrote:

Really great so far! One time I tried writing my own fanfiction, called Celeste, but that never worked. Glad to see you're doing it, though! Can't wait for the next part!!!!

Thank you for the kind words

that_flareongirl wrote:

CoderGirly wrote:

Really great so far! One time I tried writing my own fanfiction, called Celeste, but that never worked. Glad to see you're doing it, though! Can't wait for the next part!!!!

Thank you for the kind words

You're welcome
Have a great day!

Love It!

I love it, the way it has how Keefe feels!