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cloudaura93 · 3 years

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Fall for You - Cindy/Alice Fanfiction (SPOILERS)

Preface - I read all of the Fear Street books when I was younger. My fiancé and I really loved the new trilogy on Netflix so I’m starting to pick up my fanfiction writing hobby again. It’s a great series adaptation to the source material and I hope it does well enough to expand the universe further in the future with more stories. Also the cast is amazing and their on-screen chemistry is fantastic.

Story idea came after I watched an interview with actress Ryan Simpkins that her character had feelings for Emily Rudd’s character. So this explores their blossoming romance. The title and song inspiration is Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade since I heard it on my shuffle playlist yesterday and it reminded me of the Cindy & Alice dynamic. I hope all of you enjoy my little short story as much as I enjoyed writing it. For now it’s a one-shot but might make a second chapter if it is well received. I have a couple ideas on how to tweak the ending of Part 2. Thanks and let me know what you think! :)

Prompt: What if Alice wasn’t murdered immediately at the end of her speech in the cabin? What if she was able to finish it while they were all near each other around the table instead of Alice being alone by the door to be ambushed. Then when Tommy finds them a few moments later, she sacrifices herself defending her two favorite girls? What if the ladies did more than reconcile their friendship in the cave beneath the camp before Cindy rushes off to save Ziggy? Follows canon mostly, but definitely has AU elements.

Cindy’s POV:

“For Shadyside.” Alice announces as she ends her inspiring speech. My heart swells with pride at her admission. It took a lot of courage and strength to come out and say that and still want to fight despite her injury.

I do wish she would stay behind though for her protection. If I lost her tonight after I just got her back, I don’t know what I’d do. But she is just as stubborn as I am, if not more so which means I begrudgingly go along with her idea to join us.

And besides if we are going to die, I would rather us die together than apart if we do inevitably fail to stop the curse.

I want her to stay safe but I understand her reasoning, so I echo her sentiment. “For Shadyside.” I slightly glance at my baby sister who smirks and repeats, “For Shadyside.” Alice and I share Ziggy’s smirk, enjoying this moment of peace, confident in our plan and relishing in the fact that the two most important people in my life have forgiven me for my behavior and vice versa.

I just wish my happiness wasn’t at the expense of all the dread, pain, and loss leading up to this moment that was caused by my possessed and murderous axe-wheeling ex-boyfriend. But I won’t let those feelings distract from the love I feel radiating off Ziggy and Alice right now. They are my strength and I won’t let them down. I’ll be better this time. I have to be better or the consequences will be monumental.

Before I can reminisce any further there’s a loud crack on the front door of the cabin as Tommy bursts through preparing to swing the blunt side of his axe down onto my girlfriend’s head.

“ALICE!” Me and Ziggy scream. Luckily she reacted immediately to our warning and instinctively dodged the blow at the last second as she spins around to face her assailant.

“Why won’t you die!” Alice shouts as she tackles Tommy to the ground and begins wrestling for control of the axe.

“Cindy! GO! You need to finish this to save Ziggy and everyone else! I’ll buy you some time and see you on the other side one way or another…” She blurts out and I don’t like the finality in her tone. She’s struggling to overpower Tommy, but she’s holding her own against who was once a sweet boy I used to date.

“NO! We do this together, remember?!” I beg in protest. Ziggy is at my side, tugging on my stupid polo shirt urging me to go with her.

“Sis, I don’t want to leave either but we are running out of time.” The younger girl exclaims.

“She’s right Cindy. Please go. I’ll catch up. I promise.” She says and I believe her.

“Just like last time?” I ask. I want to make sure she understands how hard it is to run away from her despite the gravity of the situation.

“Yes.” She states matter of factly as I stand there in continued hesitation, still not wanting to leave Alice again, but knowing that both she and Ziggy are right. I have to go. I need to go if I want a chance to end this horror once and for all.

Alice swivels her head slightly to make eye contact with me and we share a nod of understanding as I relinquish control, and allow my baby sister to pull me away to the back door of the cabin to escape.

I hear loud violent noises fading into the background as we are sprinting away toward the tree. And I’m praying to whatever higher power is out there to watch over my wonderful girlfriend and protect her until we can be reunited again as survivors.

So we can’t fail because I WON’T fail them. Not again. I refuse to let some curse fuck up my life more than it has already. There’s too much at stake, more than saving my sister and girlfriend. The whole town is depending on us to end this horror once and for all and we are going to do it or die trying.

Ziggy and I continue running toward our destination with Sarah’s hand in tow hoping with all my heart that Alice is still alive, and that Sarah’s body is buried under the tree.

The End?

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primsgirl89 · 4 years

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More Than Blood 2: Returning once again

So, I will not be allowing Danny and Danielle to keep their memories. There are too many stories where Danny, Danielle, or both remember their time in Amity; it feels a bit overused. BUT! I will allow them to stay Pariah's Bane.

Danielle is portrayed by Emily Rudd.

Danny is portrayed by Cole Sprouse.

The rest of the cast as themselves.

Danielle sat on the porch of the Weasley's home; fear flooded inside of her chest as she stared off into space. Despite it being her favorite time of day, Danielle couldn't focus on anything other than the fear that rippled in her heart. She never felt this much fear- other than when Voldemort was involved- without there being a reason.

Both she and Danny remembered the night when Harry's parents' were murdered by Voldemort. It always sent chills running up and down her spine for hours; the only other time she remembered something close to the feeling was when she was paralyzed by a snake. She only remembered looking into the water she was bathing in; when the next thing she knew she was staring into the slitted eyes of the snake. Danny had been beside her when she had woken up; he had been the one to find her- which she was glad about- and bring her to the medical wing.

Footsteps sounded behind her; she knew those clunky sounding steps. Ron sat beside her- his firey red hair glimmered like a ruby in the early morning light. His freckled cheeks were pinkening from the slight chill in the air. Ron hardly woke up when Danielle would wake, but there were times when they would be the only ones awake. Seems that this was one of those times- he was probably excited since he would be seeing Harry soon.

"Couldn't sleep," Danielle asked her friend. Ron turned to glance at her with his stormy blue eyes dulled to a more grey tone.

"Hardly," Ron snapped. "How do you wake up like this and come out here, every bloody day? It's a nightmare."

Ron is a moody boy, but Danielle didn't mind much. She just giggled at her firey haired friend. Her inky black hair shimmered like an onyx stone in the early morning light. "I supposed you would rather go back inside then?"

She was the closest to Ron out of all the Weasley's, he seemed so comfortable in his own skin, despite always being compared to his siblings all the time. She liked his attitude to most things; she just didn't care much for his quickness to judge others.

Her head rested against his shoulder as she waited for his answer. Ron was protective of her, but she had proven to be just as protective as he- especially towards their family. Hermione though, Danielle had to help her from the purebloods who called her mudblood. She saved her so much, that she became known as Hermione's keeper.

She liked Hermione, but she also disliked her as well- she had her emphasis on logic made her skeptical about accepting anything without proof. It annoyed Danielle so much. Hermione's logic- as most people do- has limits, putting her beliefs before all else at the same time in a way that makes her ignore reality when it contradicts what she believes, no matter how strong or overwhelming the evidence was.

"Could we make breakfast?" Sighing, Danielle gave a small smile. Ron had startled her when he spoke up- she hadn't realized she began to get lost in thought.

When Ron had learned she could cook better than his mother he had wanted her to teach him. It was amusing at first, but Danielle soon learned that Ron wasn't as amused; he took his duty very seriously. If he messed up the red-head would curse up a storm.

"I'd rather ask Misses Weasley if I could floo to Harry with Danny."

Misses Weasley was like a mother to her and Danny- even with Harry- but sometimes it felt a bit unnatural for her to have anyone, other than Danny, to worry about her wellbeing. It isn't that she didn't like it, it was just she found it hard to understand how to respond to such affection.

Misses Weasley trusted her the most, out of the other five teens in the house, and allowed her to use the floo-network. She doesn't use it much, but she wanted to see if Harry was okay. Harry had asked his friends to hide the fact that they were wizards and witches if they ever went to visit him. Everyone, other than herself and Danny, had been found out about their status, so if anyone ever had to get Harry without suspicion; they asked either Danny or Danielle. Mostly Danielle though, which she found a bit odd since Danny was a much more cunning person than she was.

Then again, it could also be because Petunia seemed to want to pair her up with her son- Dudley. She hated to see the boy; he was nothing but selfish, greedy, and very rude. Honestly, she was tempted to just tell the family that she was a witch so it would just stop.

"Want to see your boyfriend," Ron teased lightly.

"You could say that," Danielle responded not paying much attention to what Ron had said. Nor had she seen his surprised look on the redhead's face. "I'm worried about Harry."

Gingerly, Danielle placed her fingers to her freezing-cold scar on her forehead. It hurt terribly, but she knew she felt worse pain in her lifetime- she just can't remember when. She had woken up earlier this morning than she would have normally, she was an early riser- usually waking up just before the first light of the day, but today, however, she had woken up at four in the morning.

She blamed the nightmare she had; not that she remembers what it was about. Danielle had felt the terror that came from her bond with her brother; he was having the same dream too. Danielle had remembered that she had woken Danny up, only to be blasted with his cryokinesis power to her midsection before he had fallen back to sleep. Danny usually slept until ten in the morning, so she let him be.

She wondered if Harry had the same dream as she and Danny. Since he also had a scar on his forehead, she figured the dreams could be connected to the scars.

"You alright, Elle?"

Snapping her eyes towards her friend, Danielle looked gobsmacked for a moment before she realized he was worried because he had seen her touch her scar tenderly. "Oh," she gasped, "I'm, uh, I'm fine."

She had to stop getting lost in thought.

She knew Ron wanted to push more into the matter, but he should know how she would react to his pushing. Ron sighed, grabbing her arm in a gentle hold, "at least eat something before asking. Harry should be awake in another hour or so."

"You are such a mother-hen," Danielle teased.

Rolling his eyes, Danielle was placed in his seat- grabbing yogurt from the fridge placing it down before her. Keylime, her personal favorite. Even she knew not many seemed to like it because of the tart taste, but she usually ate it with strawberries. She didn't even have to ask for the strawberries because Ron had placed a plate heaped with strawberries. Danielle grabbed a chocolate frog, using her pyrokinesis to heat up the frog enough so they could dip the rest of the strawberries into it later.

"Thank you, Ron," Danielle smiled. "I have told you I love you, right?"

"You only ever say you love Danny and me," Ron laughed lightly. They were trying to not wake anyone in the house. His hand reached over to take a strawberry to dunk in her yogurt. "Some times I hate that you got me to like this." With a cheeky grin, she and Ron finished their breakfast.

While she allowed herself to eat, she wanted to fly for a while before the other's in the house woke, but she was grounded from flying because she had gotten mad at the twins and levitated the two high in the night sky as a punishment. Shifting into her ghost-half- she and Danny had the power to turn into ghosts that aren't like the ones in Hogwarts- Danielle sighed in relief when she felt her body become lighter and warmer.

Her grey hoodie and blue jeans were replaced with a black and white outfit. Her hoodie changed from gray to black traveling diagonally down her left side and white on her right. The pants stayed baggy, but it changed in the same way as her hoodie- the white went down on the side of her legs. In the middle of her hoodie was a logo that had a D with ghost trails and the negative space inside it forming a P.

It was relaxing in her ghost half- as if all of her worries would just disappear from the world. Not this time, though, she had her thoughts on something for a while and she was beginning to feel funny about it.

"Ron?"

"Yeah."

Danielle fidgetted as her big blue eyes glanced at his hand, "do you like someone?"

Ron went still, she could feel his stormy blue eyes watching her intensely. A few moments passed before he sighed, "can't say I don't. Why do you ask?"

Danielle felt her stomach flop; she hadn't wanted to think much of what she felt. "Um..."

"Is it Harry?"

Eyes wide, Danielle fought back a gag. Harry looked a lot like her and Danny- she couldn't bother to think of a relationship with someone who looked like her or her brother.

"No way," Danielle snapped. "He looks like me and Danny."

Ron let loose a loud laugh, his hands slapping his knees. "I'm sure you're the only girl not crushing on him!"

Danielle felt her cheeks heat up; her eyes were watching the redhead next to her. "Forget it."

Danielle ignored her friend as she went to her shared room with Ginney- the youngest Weasley in the house- and began to get dressed for the day. She had made plans to go to Diagon Alley to buy herself a pet for the first time- she had gotten permission from Misses Weasley to do so. She often wondered what type of animal she would more than likely get.

Danielle knew from when she went into a pet store for the very first time, she knew that she wanted a cat. Danny wouldn't admit it, but he would like a cat as a pet as well. As the day wore on, Danielle cleaned things around the house- making Misses Weasley very pleased in the process. When ten o'clock hit, Danny had finally woken up.

Danny had a bad habit of skipping breakfast; saying it just bothers his stomach and he would eat when lunch came around. Danielle just found it endearing to see Danny argue with Misses Weasley over something so mundane. In the end, Danny ended up grabbing a bowl of chopped fruits and another smaller bowl of strawberry cream cheese. It didn't take Danny too long to get dressed- even if the clothes were dark in color. He wore a dark blue shirt under a dark grey jean jacket paired with black pants and shoes.

Danny had walked up to Danielle with a small smile on his lips. "Can you style my hair, again?"

Danielle sighed with a small smile of her own- Danny and the other boys would always ask for her to cut their hair. They usually hated when Misses Weasley would cut their hair, it ended up very uneven or it would be turned into a buzzcut.

"Sit down," Danielle said. "If anyone else who wants a haircut better be outside tonight."

The younger Weasley's all gave a happy cheer, happy to be able to have a haircut before the new school year. Danny followed Danielle outside- with a stool in his hold. With everything ready for the younger twin ready to cut her twin's hair, she began to take off the hair on her brother's head. Danny liked his hair short in the back and long in the front- just not dangling in his eyes long; a few strands he could handle. When they finished, Danielle had to get out of her now hairy clothes- she'll wear them again when she is doing the other's hair. With a goodbye to the Weasley's, Danny and Danielle went on their way to Diagon Alley's Magical Menagerie. The trip was silent- both wrapped in their own thoughts.

It wasn't long before they were entering the pet store; various animal noises reached Danielle's ears making the girl smile. They entered the store; money in her purse they began their search for their very own pets. Ironically, Danny followed Danielle into the cat section.

There were a variety of cats. Black, ginger, siamese, and tabby cats were just a few that were in the store. In the back were the kittens, some that had Danielle's heart begin melting from the sheer cute from the aminals. Many allowed her to pet them through the cage, many bit her, but there was one that caught her eye.

It was a tiny black cat with her right ear, paws, and the tip of her tail being white. Her eyes are a bright blue with a stormy blue mixed in. The poor kitten was kept away from the other kittens.

"Excuse me," Danielle said to the woman who was showing her all the cats. "I would like this one."

Danielle was in front of the lonely kitten. The store owner rolled her eyes, "that one had been nothin' but trouble."

Danielle grabbed her wand, said an intangibility spell on her other hand before going through the cage to pick up the small kitten. The kitten was too light, her ribs were easily visible under her fur and Danielle knew the kitten was dehydrated.

"How much?"

"Take it."

Frowning, Danielle took the shivering kitten and placed the cat into her shirt- letting her rest in her sports bra- which conveniently looked like an undershirt with her light blue v-neck. The young raven-haired teen waited for her brother to pick out his pet; she was surprised to see he had gotten a small gray tabby cat with yellow eyes.

Danny had gotten the food as she paid for everything. She was angry at the shop owner to know that they treated a small helpless kitten as they did. Danielle was quick to give the small cat some food and water when they returned home. She started Bella, the cat, off on wet food after getting her to drink some water.

Bella ended up resting in her sports bra, having a fit whenever someone would try to remove her from Danielle. Danielle knew that Bella only wanted to stay with her since her body heat was higher than a normal person's.

"Misses Weasley?"

"I'm never going to get you to call me anything else, am I?"

Misses Weasley was helping her with the lunch dishes, "sorry..."

"What is it, Dear?"

Danielle bit her lip- her eyes grazing towards Ron, who was laughing with Danny with Winter playing with Ron's wand. She wondered if she was being crazy for having these feelings for her friend, one whom she had lived with for most of her life.

Misses Weasley must have followed her line of sight, as she then placed a warm dry hand on her now bare shoulder. "Relationships are a fickle thing. One moment you're the best of friends with someone and the next you are in love with them. What you do about it is what matters."

"I don't understand..."

"You will one day."

Sighing, Danielle handed the last dish to Misses Weasley, "if you say so."

Danielle left towards the couch in the living room, allowing her body to relax to the soft purring that Bella was letting loose. The sounds from everyone in the house mingled together to create a soothing symphony where everything just felt right in the world. Bella would hop up and down every once in a while to drink or eat, but Danielle was becoming so tired that she had fallen asleep.

When she woke once more she had seen that everyone had left the house, nothing on the table- even though it was ten after five- so Danielle began to make some dinner for everyone. She made sure there was enough for everyone to have more if they wanted it. She prepared fried potatoes, eggs, and pancakes- she made her famous gravy for their meal. While Bella was now following her around the kitchen, Danielle felt alone for the first time in a while.

One by one, the Weasley's began to patter back inside the house. Fred and George giggling about something they had done- with Danny high-fiving the two, then came Ron- who went straight to her to watch her over her shoulder.

"Can I help," he whispered in her ear. Danielle would never admit it, but his breath against her ear had her shivering in a pleasant way.

"The eggs," she stuttered. A moment later Harry stumbled into the kitchen's fireplace with a slightly nauseated look to his face. Danielle noticed that he was in terrible need of a haircut as well.

Danny, who was the third one to come back, brought Harry into his room so he could change into more fitted clothes for the boy. Everyone slowly began to enter the home with a hungry look in their eyes.

"That wasn't funny Fred," Mister Weasley shouted. "What on earth did you give that Muggle boy?"

"I didn't give him anything," said Fred, with another evil grin. "I just dropped it. It was his fault he went and ate it, I never told him to."

"You dropped it on purpose," roared Mr. Weasley. "You knew he'd eat it, you knew he was on a diet -"

"How big did his tongue get," George asked eagerly.

Danielle leaned near Ron so he could explain, "Ton-Tongue Toffee."

"Makes sense now," Danielle whispered back. Her head turned slightly- not knowing just how close their heads were- her lips accidentally brushes against Ron's cheek. Quickly, so as not to pay more attention to Ron, Danielle began to reach for the plates. Hermione had rushed down the stairs, rushing to give Harry a hug; almost knocking him off of his feet.

"Harry!"

"So," Danielle asked loudly; quickly breaking up the conversations, "how about we eat first, then I can get started on everyone who needs a haircut. That way you all can do this so I am not in range of the yelling?"

As everyone settled at the dinner table, Ron was helping her bring all the food there, but being as clumsy as she was, Danielle fell forward. The pancakes went flying in the air and quickly being saved by Danny. Danielle blushed heavily as everyone laughed good-naturedly at her poor balance.

"Well," Ron said lightly, "at least she isn't face to face with a spider."

"Oh," Danielle huffed, "belt up, Ron."

Everyone dug into the food, giving compliments to Danielle and Ron. The meal was over in less than fifteen minutes; so Danielle grabbed the clothes she wore when she cut Danny's hair that morning, before heading outside so that she could begin to cut hair. Ron was the last one, and Danielle was glad he was the easiest to do.

When she finished, Danielle sat beside Ron and ended up laying her head on his lap as she watched the sun begin to set. She felt relaxed after a long day, she could hear the yelling coming from Mister and Misses Weasley, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

Ron's big hand began to pet her hair away from her face. "Let's head in, yeah?"

With Danny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and herself; Danielle walked into Ron and Danny's room. Danielle made her way towards Ron's bed as he had also sat down as well.

"What are Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes?" Harry asked as they climbed.

Ron and Ginny both laughed, although Hermione didn't. Danny and Danielle couldn't stop the small giggles that came from their throats.

"Mom found this stack of order forms when she was cleaning Fred and George's room," said Ron quietly. "Great long price-lists for stuff they've invented. Joke stuff, you know. Fake wands and trick sweets, loads of stuff. It was brilliant, I never knew they'd been inventing all that."

"We've been hearing explosions out of their room for ages, but we never thought they were actually making things," said Danny.

"We thought they just liked the noise," Ginny finished Danny's sentence.

"Only, most of the stuff - well, all of it, really - was a bit dangerous," said Ron, "and, you know, they were planning to sell it at Hogwarts to make some money, and Mum went mad at them. Told them they weren't allowed to make any more of it and burned all the order forms. She's furious at them anyway. They didn't get as many O.W.L.'s as she expected. "

O.W.L.'s were Ordinary Wizarding Levels, the examinations Hogwarts students took at the age of fifteen. Luckily they had one more year before they had to take the exam.

"And then there was this big row," Ginny said, "because Mum wants them to go into the Ministry of Magic like Dad, and they told her all they want to do is open a joke shop. "

As Danielle laid herself on Ron's bed, she allowed her eyes to close- to everyone in the room they had thought that Danielle had fallen asleep.

"You know," Ron said lightly, "Elle won't admit it, but she had been spacing out a lot recently."

"So," Danny sighed, "you've noticed it too?"

"Keeps touchin' that scar of hers. I know it's hurting her."

Danny and Harry touched their identical scars, "why do you suppose that happens?"

Ron shrugged, his eyes never leaving Danielle's form. Harry noticed. "Why don't you just ask her already?"

"We aren't ready."

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vikandermanips · 5 years

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Emily Thornberry speech to Labour Party Conference

Emily Thornberry MP, Shadow Foreign Secretary, speaking at the Labour Party Conference in Brighton today, said:

***CHECK AGAINST DELIVERY***

Chair, Conference - It’s a pleasure to be back here in Brighton and Hove.

A city which we can say - once again - has no Tory MPs. And it’s a pleasure to be taking part in a debate where our delegates have such a strong voice,

And we should all thank Kate Osamor and Nia Griffith who have allowed me to speak on their behalf today so our delegates could have more time. And let me say as well - it’s an honour to be on this stage with our leader, my friend, this country’s next Prime Minister - Jeremy Corbyn.

You know, some people might remember a certain viral video from election night of a bit of high-fiving gone wrong. But that’s not how I’ll remember that evening. I’ll just remember seeing a friend of mine who had defied all the pundits, all the doubters

and all the expectations. Someone who had proved during the election, who has proved throughout his leadership, who has proved all his life, that nothing is stronger, nothing on earth than a person of principle.

And it is that strength and those principles, those unshakeable values that are going to take Jeremy into Downing Street and put Labour back into power. After all, it was on this very stage two years ago that Jeremy declared his mission:

“To put Labour values -- the people’s values -- back - into - politics.”

And he has achieved that. But thanks to Jeremy’s inspirational leadership, thanks to the brilliant efforts of everyone in this room, we can now set our sights even higher.

It is time to put Labour values, the people’s values back into Government.

Because if June’s election taught us one thing, it’s that if we stand behind Jeremy’s principled leadership, if we stand united as a Party, and if we stand on a radical manifesto, there is absolutely no seat that we can’t win. And no Tory that we can’t bin.

So next time, we've got to take the fight into their backyard. Let's go round the coast to Hastings. And end the ambitions of Amber Rudd. Let's go to Chingford. And send Iain Duncan Smith to the Job Centre. Then let's go to Uxbridge. And make sure Boris Johnson never, ever gets into No.10.

But Conference, please let’s just take a second to sympathise with poor old Boris. Oh come on, just a second. He’s not been happy lately. Apparently he's sick of being blamed for the way Brexit is going and all the broken promises of the Leave campaign.

I'm sorry, Conference? I'm sorry? Who does he think made all those promises? Who does he think was in charge of the Leave Campaign?

I know Boris doesn’t like paternity tests, but we might need one for Brexit. We need to get him in a studio with Jeremy Kyle.

“Yes, I'm sorry, Mr Johnson…

“We've got the results back…

“It looks like this one is yours…

“It must have been that wild night out you had with Michael Gove.

“I've calculated your maintenance payments…

“That’ll be 350 million a week.”

But Conference, what a contrast. Here on this stage, you’ve got Labour’s Brexit team - myself, Keir and Barry working every day in harness with Jeremy, John and Diane. All pulling in the same direction. All focused on the same three priorities. The three priorities we’ve had since Day One after the Referendum - Jobs, Jobs and Jobs.

While next week in Manchester, we’re going to see six Tory rats, fighting in a sack, not worried about protecting the jobs of the British people. Just every one of them looking out for their own.

Last Friday, Theresa May said we need to be “creative and imaginative” to get a good outcome from Brexit. Well I’ve got a creative idea for her step aside, end your shambles of a Government, and let the grown-ups on this stage take charge.

And talking of grown-ups I’m proud to be here representing our great Shadow Foreign Office team: Liz McInnes; Fabian Hamilton; Khalid Mahmood; Helen Goodman and Ray Collins. And I’m proud as well to be speaking on behalf of my friends, Kate Osamor and Nia Griffith. Kate, our Shadow Secretary of State For International Development, facing a world in now constant humanitarian crisis,

not least as a result of climate change.

As Kate would say, in that world, we’ve got a decision to make. Either tackle head on the root causes of these crises or spend more and more every year dealing with the consequences. And, under a Labour government. That is a decision we will not duck.

And Nia, our Shadow Defence Secretary, who has shown that Britain under Labour

will be a strong leader within NATO, committed to spend 2 per cent of our national income on defence. And committed to ensure that those who put their lives on the line for this country the real-terms pay rises and the decent living conditions that their service and their sacrifice deserves.

In dark, dangerous times for our world Britain must be equally strong and equally committed to defence, development and diplomacy. That is what we offer on this stage. And that is what Labour in government will guarantee.

But Conference, make no mistake. These are indeed dark and dangerous times for the world. And too many times, the problems we face come down to people abusing their power and ignoring the rules and values that should govern our world.

From Venezuela to The Philippines we see the rule of law ignored and originally democratic governments turning into increasingly autocratic regimes. From Myanmar to Yemen we see human rights ignored and flagrant attacks against ordinary civilians qll too often using British-made weapons.

From Kashmir to Israel and Palestine we see efforts at diplomacy ignored and actions taken on both sides which will make peace harder to achieve.

From Syria to Sudan, we see the Geneva Conventions ignored and despots committing war crimes with total freedom and impunity.

All across Europe we see the basic rules of humanity and the basic lessons of history ignored as cowardly terrorists stalk our city streets and vicious extremist parties rise in the polls.

And of course, in North Korea we see the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty ignored with all the terrifying consequences the world is now facing today.

Taken altogether what we are seeing today is the biggest challenge to the world order since the 1930s and the collapse of the League of Nations. And if you believe as I do in what Jeremy has called…“A world based on rules and laws” then this is the time, more than ever, when we need our leaders to stand up for that world order. To stand up for human rights and international treaties. And to insist on working through the United Nations for peace.

But instead, Conference we now have a President of the United States who believes that none of these rules and laws apply to him.

- Imposing a travel ban on Muslims;

- Equivocating over illegal settlements;

- Reneging on the Paris climate treaty;

- Imperilling the nuclear deal with Iran;

- And threatening to “totally destroy” North Korea. A country of 20 million men and women. And 5 million children.

This is not what we need from the leader of the free world.

To be honest, Conference it’s more like what we would expect from a rogue dictator. And what makes it even worse is to see this Tory government and this Tory Prime Minister pathetically going along with it all walking hand-in-hand with Trump at the White House, supine, sycophantic and spineless.

And why? All in the vain hope that Trump will ride to the rescue after Brexit with some fantasy free trade deal. Because, for this Tory government that’s what their foreign policy has come down to no values or ethics, no rules or principles just a simple case of what works best for the bottom line. How else do they explain why - last week - Theresa May was in New York, finally announcing the suspension of cooperation with the military in Myanmar because of their actions in Rakhine.

While on the very same day, Michael Fallon was in Jeddah, signing a deal to increase our cooperation with the military in Saudi Arabia wantonly ignoring their actions in Yemen. It is rank hypocrisy. But it also illustrates a basic fact that the world we want to see – a world governed by ethics and values, a world based on rules and laws will never truly exist as long as governments and world leaders get to decide for themselves when it suits them to play by the rules and when the rules can be safely ignored.

The world we want will never exist when governments like Theresa May’s think it’s perfectly OK to loudly condemn those they regard as enemies but then fall utterly silent when it is their friends in Bahrain rounding up, torturing and executing civilian protestors or their friends in Saudi Arabia dropping cluster bombs on innocent children in Yemen.

In fact, if they were just silent that would be an improvement. Instead, we have to listen to Michael Fallon saying that the thousands of children killed and injured by air strikes in Yemen are just a consequence of Saudi Arabia “defending itself”…

…“Defending itself”.

But Conference, it does not have to be this way. Labour can and will do things differently when we are back in power.

And there is one concrete step we can commit to today.

For too long successive governments in this country have taken decisions on granting arms export licences behind closed doors and shrouded in secrecy.

Just two months ago we had the ludicrous situation where the campaigners trying to stop arms sales to Saudi Arabia for use in Yemen had their Judicial Review rejected on the basis of government evidence presented in closed court a secret court so they were not even allowed to hear the evidence let alone challenge it.

The fact is that arms export decisions made by Tory Ministers are entirely subjective assessments taken without proper Parliamentary scrutiny without listening to independent, expert advice, but listening far too much to lobbyists for the arms trade and repressive foreign regimes. A process that leads to nonsensical double-standards, where the Government can decide too late that selling arms to Myanmar is wrong but immediately increase its sales to Saudi. It is an arms control regime that was already outdated. but which the Tories have systematically abused, undermined and left fatally discredited.

And as the four shadow ministers responsible, Barry, Nia, Kate and I have agreed that it must change. So just as the new Labour Governments elected in 1997 and 2001 Immediately reformed the way decisions were made on monetary policy and competition policy, the next Labour Government will immediately reform the way decisions are made on the export of arms.

A wholesale reform of the legal and regulatory framework fully implementing the International Arms Trade Treaty with clear rules, tests and criteria for decision-making, based on independent, expert advice and the objective assessment of evidence. A new system, that will prevent the misuse or abuse of licences and adhere to the principles of transparency, true Parliamentary accountability and freedom from undue influence.

Because Conference, it is not enough for us just to be better than the Tories, we must set an entirely new standard for Britain and a shining example to the world.

And if that sounds like setting our ambitions high, well you’re damn right it is and we should not apologise for that.

You know, I heard Chuka say yesterday:

“Overpromising and under-delivering…

“…Is one of the reasons…

“…there was such fury with the Blair government.”

And when it comes to foreign policy, I totally agree with that statement. But the way we avoid that mistake next time round isn’t to water down the promises we make, it’s to keep the promises we make and make sure we deliver them.

We will be a Government that will never put the interest of the rich and powerful above human Rights, The Rule of Law, and the lives of innocent children in Yemen…

A Government that will never put our principles up for auction.

And if we are going to be the kind of government we could be, we do not just need what Robin Cook called for, twenty years ago, when he set out his Mission Statement for the Foreign Office.

We do not just need an “ethical dimension” to our foreign policy, we need to go much further than that.

We need what Martin Luther King called for 50 years ago, when he set out his case against the Vietnam War.

- We need “a revolution of values”.

- “A genuine revolution of values”.

- “A radical revolution of values”.

Because if our mission back when Jeremy was elected, was to put Labour values back into politics and our mission today is to put those values back into Government, then our mission for the years to come must be equally ambitious and equally radical. It must be to put Labour values at the heart of the world order, to be a beacon in every corner of the globe for the values we believe in here at home.

We have the leader in Jeremy to do it. We have the team on this stage to do it. We have the members in this hall, and all across the country, who will hold us to it.

So let us make that our mission. And this time -- this time -- let us make it our record.

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