Original Canon

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A Whateley Academy Vignette


by Phoenix Spiritus

"Peggy! Mom said you have to come home now!" The brat who seemed to exist only to make her life a living hell called from the footpath. Peggy glared at her younger brother sitting on his bike, one leg steadying himself against the ground as he called out loudly to her, before turning back to her companion.

"Thank your mother for letting me come over," Peggy said smiling to the taller red haired girl.

"Any time," Ashley laughed.

Peggy was about to reply, but her brother again trumpeted from the sidewalk. "Mom said now Peggy! You've got to come home for dinner!"

Peggy sighed and looked up at the wincing Ashley. "I wish I had you for a sister, rather than having to have him!" she growled, turning and yelling towards her brother. "Alright, keep your shirt on, I'm coming!" Turning back Peggy waved goodbye to Ashley and set off along the sidewalk, running along behind her brother to her home a few houses down their street. Peggy left so fast that she missed the barely whispered "So do I," from the older girl.

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A Whateley Academy Adventure

Blast from the Past



Tuesday, September 18, 2007 - Late Evening
Whateley House, Whateley Academy

The blonde woman rubbed her eyes, fighting a growing fatigue that even being an exemplar couldn't ward off. After another few attempts at deciphering the huge pile of signs and sigils and magic scribblings nearly covering up a spare table, she pushed her chair back. With a few muttered but very mild oaths, she cursed the lack of hours in a day; there was always far too much to do each and every day, and her research had been suffering.

"Still trying to figure it out, Liz?" a man said from behind her, startling the woman, who was so involved in what she'd been doing that she hadn't heard him walk into the room.

Elizabeth Carson pushed back her chair with a sigh. "Yeah. It feels like all the pieces are there, but I can't quite put them together!" she grumbled. "The answer is so close, I know it!"

"Why don't you come to bed? I always found that a good night's sleep helps me organize my thoughts."

Liz stood and let the man hug her from behind. "I've got to find the answer!" she said heavily. "I know that it's in there," she gestured toward the table, "somewhere!" In his arms, she turned to face him and lifted her lips to his. "Just a little bit longer," she said after their lips parted. "Promise. Now you get yourself to bed, and I'll be right in."

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The Final Trump

A Whateley Universe Story

By Bek D Corbin


Part 4


When Nick and Mara picked up the kids at their schools, they brought along everything for a day at the beach. Sort of. They had Ace drive the limo to Splash-a-rama®, a water park in the region. While Water Parks are loudly touted as being ‘Family Oriented’, they also have a quiet, rather seedy reputation for being unsafe and less than hygienic, being magnets for many kinds of lowlifes, and for gouging both customers and employees. But in stark contrast to that, Splash-a-rama© had only a quarter of the advertising budget of most competing water parks, but enjoyed an absolutely stellar word of mouth reputation. The price at the front gate was not only low, but it covered everything; there weren’t any ‘special areas’ or ‘premium rides’ that you had to pay extra for. Not only were the prices at the concession stands low, but the food quality was very good, and there was a great selection. The word from employees was that while there wasn’t any pressure to meet quotas or sales projections, there were bonuses for both good sales performance and customer recommendations, on top of reasonable work loads and generous salaries. There was a good-sized and well-paid maintenance and repair force, so the structures were safe and sound, and you never left the place with the nagging impression that you’d driven for hours and paid top dollar to swim in someone’s toilet. College-age summer hires were routinely delighted with the management of the place, and often recommended the place to friends and family, both for recreation and part-time jobs. There was even a good-sized service station connected to the 5-story parking garage.

How did Splash-a-rama manage to keep their production levels and employee salaries high, while keeping their price low?

Simple: they were a front for supervillains.

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The Bear, the Bitch, and Everything

A Whateley Academy Story


E. E. Nalley


Part 4


Where dark roots hide secrets
And mountains are fierce and bold

Deep waters hold reflections
Of times lost long ago

I will read every story
Take hold of my own dream

Be as strong as the seas are stormy
And proud as an eagle's scream

June Fowlis, Touch the Sky


September 11th, 2007

Room 311, Doyle Medical Center, Whateley Academy

Tansy awoke to a dull ache in her side and the soft, metronome like tone of a cardiac monitor. Her eyes didn't want to focus at first, and she could only make out a vague shape sitting in the chair next to the bed, reading from a PADD. Her brain didn't seem to want to work, and it was abnormally difficult to clear the mental cobwebs from her mind. "Mom?" she asked, bringing up a hand to wipe her eyes. "Mom, is that you?"