La AtlantidaLa Atlantida6 years ago in Ultimate Fanfiction More Like This
Concurso "La Atlántida" / 1 Edici
Journal Entry: Tue Oct 27, 2009, 12:15 PM
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¿Como imaginas La Atlántida?
(mas abajo estarán las entradas y el historial de actualizaciones)
¿Qué tienen en común: Islas Azores (Oceano Atlántico), Isla Bimini (frente a Florida), Creta (Mar Mediterráneo), Tartessos (cerca de la actual Cádiz, España), Malta (Mar Mediterráneo), Los Andes (a su paso por Bolivia), Isla de Pharos (Alejandría, Egipto), Cordillera del Atlas (norte de África), Chipre (Mar Mediterráneo), Coto de Doñana (España), Islas Cícladas (Mar Egeo), Cerdeña (Mar Mediterráneo), Antártida o la Galaxia Pegaso (allá arriba, muy muy lejos), y otros cientos que no caben aquí?. El único punto en común es que todos han sido, y son, posibles herederos de un mito que alguien sitúa en
I.N.S.A.N.E.Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes.I.N.S.A.N.E.6 years ago in Ultimate Fanfiction More Like This
Spoiler Warning!: This is based on the latest Heroes episodes.
I - is for the way I should be addressing you.
"Look you-" "me," Sylar's slightly sarcastic voice rang up. "Yes, me - I mean you -" Nathan sputtered as Sylar laughed. "Don't you dare hurt my family."
"And you think you can stop it from happening."
"Yes I can. After all, this is my body now."
"Why yes, this is my body."
N - is for not knowing who is who.
"Don't you dare make fun of me."
"What's there to make fun of? You are nothing but a sad little grouping of memories. You're not really Nathan."
"I am Nathan Petrelli! And you're not touching Peter or my Claire. I won't let you."
S - is for the sins we have.
"I noticed you didn't include-" " or Ma" "-and as for Claire, well it's a little too late for that. Besides," Sylar continued as Nathan grumbled at the memory (Sylar's memory) of Sylar cutt
Okami StoryS T O R YOkami Story6 years ago in Ultimate Fanfiction More Like This
A lone white wolf, earlier dubbed Shiranui, appeared at the entrance of a large cave. But this was no ordinary wolf, or simple cave. The wolf's bushy white fur was streaked with crimson markings, and a small pair of winglike appendages rose from its shoulders. On its back was a Reflector, with a flaming red sun emblazoned on it. Wisps of holy smoke curled around the object, changing colors from red to orange to yellow, green, blue and purple, then simply fading away. The cave was a place of evil, where demonic spirits swirled around on the wind, taunting the wolf and possessing the bodies of the weak-minded. Shiranui looked up and around the place, catching the smell of human blood in the air. Feeling a twinge of doubt in her heart, she whined. She had to do this, or Orochi would claim his 100th sacrifice and become god of the underworld. She had to slay the beast, or all would be lost of the world she loved.
Jumping over skeletons and ducking under roots that stuck out of th
All It Takes is a BandageIt wasn't supposed to happen.All It Takes is a Bandage6 years ago in Ultimate Fanfiction More Like This
It was a simple mission. Aaron simply had to stop Helix's minions from stealing some tech. It should have been a quick, one-two punch job. Aaron pretty much wiped the floor with the creatures while STAN made sure nothing was touched.
STAN had only turned his back for a minute. Silence filled the room as Aaron panted for his breath. Aaron straightened up and opened his mouth to say something, but instead of words, shouts of pain left his mouth. STAN turned to see the creatures had attacked Aaron, two pinning him to the ground, and the other two throwing steal boxes at him.
"Aaron!" STAN shouted, surprising the creatures, who ran from the room. Unlike normal situations, Aaron didn't get right up. He didn't move at all.
The only response the android received was a low, pain-filled moan. STAN moved closer, only to see blood dripping from under Aaron's bangs, as well as from a cut under his lip. STAN glanced around, then carefully picked up the teen, c
SW: ResilienceBiggs Darklighter shoved his X-Wing's joysticks forward and dove toward the Death Star. The TIE fighter curved around behind him to spit lasers that plashed against Biggs' shields in a nacreous green shower, and Luke's X-Wing slotted in behind it as neatly as dancing. The patterned Death Star surface flashed beneath them.SW: Resilience6 years ago in Ultimate Fanfiction More Like This
"I can't shake him-!" Biggs cried, looking around as if he could see his squadronmates' faces somewhere out there in their ships.
But it was Luke Skywalker who answered him, Luke who understood how different the X-Wings and space were from the skyhoppers that they used to ride together in the Tatooine desert. You could feel every tip and turn around you there, hear the sounds of the air whipping past you, in one of those, not like the dampened gravity of a starship where the enemy could only be seen as a dot on the radar. "Hang on, Biggs. I'm coming in."
On the tac screen Biggs saw the red dot juke and waver as Luke's green dot tracked it. He focused forward and kicke