La AtlantidaLa Atlantida6 years ago in Ultimate Fanfiction
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
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
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