The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword discussion

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Will post stories and stuff sometime soon.

Here’s a new idea/description for a story that I might write. What do you think?

Nikolina Chernicova is a huntress, but not just any kind of hunter. She hunts a rare sort of animal called Oboroten, which is just werewolf in Russian, her family in Russian so that‘s what she grew up calling them. Oboroten is spelt like this Оборотень in Russian and pronounced like obərətʲen. She hunts them down and kills them. She hates all Oboroten and she has her reasons too. A pack of Oboroten killed her family when she was just a little girl. The only reason she survived the attack was because she was staying at a friends house. Nikolina knew it was a Oboroten attack because her family came from along line of Oboroten Hunters, that’s why that attacked them. The Chernicova line was the last of the hunters, once they were gone there would be no one else to hunter them down. Now the Oboroten live without a care in the world, because for all they know they killed every last hunter.

Nikolina had been fourteen when Oboroten pack killed her family, so she had been sent away to stay with some relatives out of state. While she was a way she trained herself for the day that she would return to the small town of Timmber Valley Minnesota. The town were everything happened, a town filled with Oboroten. Well at least it is for now, because Nikolina is going back and she’s set on getting revenge, no matter what the cost.

Nikolina arrived in Timmber Valley with a plan, but what will happen when she unknowingly starts to fall for one of the Oboroten she’s trying to kill. She went there to kill them all and then get out, no questions asked. That was her plan anyway, until she meet Mikhail. He changed everything, but did he change enough that she won’t kill him when she finds out he’s a Oboroten.

Translations (Russian)
Oboroten (Оборотень) obərətʲen ~ Werewolf
Óborotni (оборотни) ~ Werewolves
volk (Волк) volk ~ Wolf
vólki (волки) vólki ~ Wolves
okhotnik (охотник) ɐˈxotʲnʲɪk ~ Hunter
Smert (Смерть) smʲertʲ ~ Death
Nyet (Нет) Nyeht ~ No
Da (Да) Dah ~ Yes
Prevyet (Привет) pri-vyet ~ Hello

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Sorry for any mistakes there are. I'm currently working on that, but I probably missed a lot of them. So just tell me if you see any. I hope you enjoy my story and thank you for reading it. I appreciate it. :)
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'Getting her Revenge'

Chapter One
Returning

Nikolina looked out the window as she rode into town. She couldn't quite register the fact that she was back. After so many years away from Timmber Valley it just didn't feel like home anymore. It felt more like waking up from a bad dream, or more like going into one. Timmber Valley was nothing but bad news and the sad part about it is that Nikolina is the only one who knows about the Oboroten. No one else seems to know or care.

Nikolina drove slowly down the road leading into town. There was a huge forest just outside her window, and off in the distance she could hear the faint howling of wolves. Not just any wolves though, they were werewolves, or as Nikolina calls them Oboroten. Nikolina's whole body twitched as she heard the howling, she wanted nothing more then to pull over and charge into the forest. She knew she couldn't do that though, that would just be suicidal, she had to go by this carefully. Besides she had a plan.

The sound of screeching tires filled the air as Nikolina slammed on the brakes and swerved to miss, a wolf. She hadn't really been paying attention to the road as she drove. So she hadn't seen the wolf walk out onto the road. The wolf just stood there in the middle of the road and stared at her as she came to a slow stop, like he was playing some kind of sick game. How many car crashes can you cause. Yeah Nikolina could see that, him running back to his buddies hooting and yelling "Yeah, just got another one bitches."

Nikolina shook her head of the thought and quickly undid her seat belt. She got out of the car and slowly walked closer to the wolf as she reached into the pocket of her jacket, pulling out the small hand gun. Once her hand clasped down on the gun she pulled it out of her pocket and quickly aimed it at the wolf. The bullets in the gun weren’t just any bullets. They were made completely out of silver and were laced with wolf’s bane. If the bullet it’s self didn’t kill the Oboroten then the silver and the wolf’s bane just might do it for Nikolina. If they got the bullet out in time, then the Oboroten would survive.They would have one nasty scare, in both their human and wolf form though. You probably wouldn’t be able to see the scar on them when their in their wolf form. Their fur may be to thick to see it.

The wolf cocked it's head to the left and looked at her like she was some kind of new and strange creature. Strangely Nikolina could see that their was also some kind of recognition in the eyes of the wolf. Like it knew her of something. Which was just weird. Nikolina could tell from the look of the wolf that it was a Oboroten. There were many tell tale signs, but the biggest and the most noticeable would be the size. The wolf staring back at her could easily be twice the size of a normal wolf, if not bigger then that.

Nikolina didn't waste anytime, as soon as she had the gun aimed at the wolf and was sure that she would hit it she fired. With a loud bang the bullet shot out of the gun, traveling through the air and hitting it's target. The bullet may have hit the Oboroten but it didn't kill it. As soon as the bullet lodged it's self into the wolf's shoulder the wolf took off running into the woods.

Nikolina swore under her breathe and ran after it, though she stopped short when a howl sang through the air. The wolf was calling for help, or something like that because not long after more howls pierced the air. Nikolina still wanted to run after it but she knew that wouldn't be such a good idea. Since she really wasn't prepared to take on one Oboroten, let alone several of them. With an angry sigh Nikolina ran back to her car and got in. Once the door was safely shut and locked she put the gun back where she got it and started the car up. She drove down the road carefully and quickly. She watched for wolves on all sides. Though now she was paying close attention in front of her so not to repeat the same thing as before.

Nikolina soon made it to her destination, which wasn’t just Timmber Valley it was her old house. About six years ago she had lived in the house she was pulling up to. The house held many memories good and bad. Though one memory stuck out the most and it was the worst memory a person could ever have. It was the memory of her parents dying. Nikolina didn’t actually witness their death, but knowing that it happened in this very house was enough. She hated that she has to come back here, back to the house where her parents were killed. Murdered by Oboroten. Nikolina wasn’t there to witness it but she knew who did it. No one else had a motive, everyone one loved her parents. The Oboroten were the only ones with a reason to kill them. That reason being that the Pavlova line was the last of the hunters. Meaning that her mom, whose maiden name was Pavlova, was the last huntress left. Well except for Nikolina that is. The only reason she didn’t die along with her parents was because she had been staying at a friends house.

Nikolina knew that it was the Oboroten that killed her parents because when she was ten years old her mom told her all about them. That was when she started training her as well. Nikolina started to learn all types of combat forms, and she was learning them quickly. Which was because she was a hunter, or because she’s a girl a huntress. Well at least that’s what her mom told her anyway. Her mom had told her all sorts of stories about hunters and huntresses. Like how all hunters had special abilities, like having unnaturally fast reflexes and the ability to learn all forms of combat quickly, quicker then anyone else. She also told her that their senses were heighten and that they had a sort of sixth sense. Meaning that they all had very good instincts and could sometimes tell when something bad was going to happen. Though it didn’t always work.

When her parents died the ownership of the house went to her, but she wasn’t old enough yet. So she went to go live with her Aunt Sally and Uncle Shane, from her dad’s side. There really wasn’t anyone left on her moms side. While Nikolina had been living with her aunt and uncle she continued to train her self. Knowing that one day she would return to Timmber Valley and kill every last Oboroten there.

Her Aunt Sally and her Uncle Shane didn’t know why she was so engrossed with training in all sorts of different kinds of combat, but they didn’t stop her either. They just figured that it was her grieving process or something, they just hoped that she would pull through it. They were half right when they thought it was her grieving. She was training all those combat forms because she couldn’t get over her parents' death. She still hadn’t gotten over it. Which was why she was back.

Nikolina had lived with her Aunt Sally and her Uncle Shane until she graduated from high school. After that she left them and rented her own apartment, once she did she became even more obsessed with training. She did nothing but train for almost a year. After which she realized she was kind of over doing it. So she slowed down a little bit, and started actually living her life again. Though she still trained a lot. After another year passed she decided that she was finally ready to return to Timmber Valley. So she quickly came up with a plan, packed her things and left.

I have a story in mind, it's about a banshee. I don't know if my Idea is any good so just tell me what you think. So uh... here it is.


Kensia, a girl who just turned eighteen and found out that she wasn't normal like she thought she was and worse she found out that she wasn't even human. She found out that she was a wailing women, otherwise known as a banshee. A girl who screams just before someone dies.

As Kensia uncovers the secrets of her true identity she finds out that she is being hunted, by some kind of coven of sorts. She doesn't know why there after her, but a strange boy who happens to be part of that coven may lead her to the answers to her questions. But can she trust him? He says he wants to help, but is that really what he wants or does he have some dark alternative motive?


I'm not sure if this is any good or if that's exactly how the plots going to be. I kind of just thought of it last night before I went to bed. So please tell me what you think and I'll work from there.