CIAMy incident...CIA1 day ago in Short Stories
I was a lieutenant in the CIA, more machine than person and not very high up, what we call a 'doll' or android. I was studying to be an animator in Portland Oregon with my friends Erica and Dylan. Things got pretty bad, I was lying in a gutter dying of aids with a cheap bottle of wine when the black van pulled up, looking at the stars.
They said I could work for them and they would cure me of AIDS and train me. I was detoxed brutally from almost everything and heavily augmented, memories were altered.
I did subliminal messaging for children, teaching them to ideate sex, money and drugs because it stimulates the economy. I also went undercover as a junkie, mostly harmless until triggered but durable. Honeypot missions. Assassinations. Threats to the world.
Then there was an incident.
I fell in love with my targets and did not believe they should die, sometimes.
I became pregnant. I was not approved for time off.
The CIA killed my kids with my implants.
One day I used a ca
Flowers for Balaton, Chapter 11Flowers for Balaton, An Axis Powers: Hetalia/RDNA-verse FanfictionFlowers for Balaton, Chapter 1122 hours ago in Short Stories
(Chapter 11: Healing)
Neu Wein, Royal Dominion of New Austria, April, 2023…
“So… What have the other Agents found out about this place?” Marcus asked as he chowed down on a full English breakfast that he’d made for Claude and himself. The Liechtensteiner prodded his fork at a small sausage for a moment before replying.
“Not much… We’ve just been laying low for who know how long, but the surveillance is going well, in the RDNA at least. I can’t say much about what the Agents in the Reactionary Nations are facing however…”
“I see…” Marcus replied in English. “What of the Comm- I mean.. uh… Reds?”
“Nothing of note, just few close calls with one or two of our Agents… Hopefully we’ll be able to get to the bottom of what this place is soon enough…” Claude sighed as he finished
Fall of Man (RP)It had been nearly a century since mankind finally got what they had coming for a long time. All thanks to their greed and they're impolitic beliefs that humanity was born to rule over all and doing so alone. Now, here they were, licking the bare feet of their new overlords that they had previously wronged. All thanks to their human rulers lust for power.Fall of Man (RP)1 day ago in Short Stories
The once "glorious" cities of man had long been demolished and in their place now were larger cities that boasted with life that was not human. The new kings, those who ruled over the population that humanity recognize as monsters and beasts, would go on to colonize the lands that they had conquered, splitting it among themselves evenly.
What had become of the humans that survived the yearly war were turned into slaves and as such they were met with the same fate all slaves shared. Or...that was the case for a large number of the surviving human population that lived in the southern countries while those in the north were treated much
tras los pasos del pasado capitulo 5 TnMtras los pasos del pasado capitulo 5 TnM1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters
Marie se acercó al chico tomando su mano y viendo la pulsera.
Tairon:¿qué haces…*dijo el chico viendo a Marie mientras ella veía su pulsera*
Marie: tú tienes también el signo de mi collar *dijo mostrándole el collar al chico de pelo naranja*
Tairon: wow de donde lo sacaste*dijo el chico sorprendido*
Marie: mi padre me lo me lo dio cuando yo tenía 6 años de edad*dijo la pelirroja mientras volvía a guardar su collar debajo de su pañoleta*
Tairon: eso…eso es genial*dijo sonriéndole a la chica*así y….y gracias por salvarme de la tormenta y traerme aquí*dijo alegre*
Marie: no hay de qué*dijo sonriéndole*
Dezz: yo iré arriba creo que olvide algo*dijo la chica subiendo al cuarto de Marie*
EN EL CUARTO DE MARIE…
Dezz entro y vio su suéter debajo de la cama de Marie, pero al intentar tomarlo este estaba atorado con algo, ella lo jalo y este salió asiéndola caer Asia
... - *pi-pi-pi* - ? Hhhhh ...?Моето име какво е? Аман? Или Гяурöрги. Приятно и гяурятно ми е. Приятногяудезинтерийно се разпърпърприятних. Пър-пър.. пърпърцуца да по-почерпя?... - *pi-pi-pi* - ? Hhhhh ...1 day ago in Short Stories
An Orderly visitSpecial story for :iconkjl03: and :iconmariosonicmoon:An Orderly visit1 day ago in Short Stories
Jose A.,Athena,Eris and I have finished listening to another one of the master's great tales about the Pradis Miacates.Alongside Angelena,sis and I made a request to our father.We wished to pay Goddess order a visit before the month's end.Humbly accepting the request,the master concentrated his powers to try and make contact with Goddess Order.She was still overseeing the earth until she sensed that the master was calling to her.She than turned her attention to the land of the dragons and saw her friends there.She than used her powers to summon all of us together just to see her.
Order:I am so pleased to see you all again.^^
Andre:The pleasure's ours.
Jose A.:Long time no see,Order.I still haven't forgotten about the gift you gave me.My divine longis.
Order:Yes I know,Jose.And have you been using your gift wisely?
Jose:I sure am.^^
Order:I am so pleased to hear that.And who might this lovely lady be?
Cold Day: Iceman TF/ARCold Day: Iceman TF/AR1 day ago in Short Stories
One time, a girl named Lacey Mello was playing Megaman, trying to beat Iceman's stage. When she made it to the boss battle, the TV froze (both literally and not literally). She got confused on why the TV got frozen, but when the TV glowed a light blue, she started to change. First, her breasts disappeared, along with her female reproductive system (she's no longer a female, so she's now a male). She (now he) began to shrink until he was about the size of a child. His bones and muscles became bionics and special metals to still allow movement and support his new body. The last of his organs were converted into a computer system, with his blood becoming oil and electricity to power him up. His clothes began to change as well. His shoes grew and turned white, becoming metallic white boots. His pants and shirt merged together and turned light blue in color, thus becoming a light blue jumpsuit. A white colored belt or something formed around his waist to keep part of his jumpsuit up. Large,
Making a Monkey Out of YouDavis sighs as he heads for work at the strange new store that opened at a corner alleyway. Being the only worker at the store, and the fact that almost no one even buys the weird stuff at the place, which is strange since none of the local goths even know of the place, at least the hipsters didn’t go in the store and annoy him. Well, at least he has some time for much needed Zs.Making a Monkey Out of You1 day ago in Short Stories
If it wasn’t for his boss and store owner waking him up from his nap.
“I see someone’s taking it easy.” He says with the sound of glee in his voice.
“Uh, what’s with the grin?” Davis asks as he rubs his eyes of rheum, dirt at the corner of his eyes.
“It’s almost Chinese New Year and I believe a store mascot would help attract customers.”
“Uh, sir, we don’t celebrate Chinese New Year here. Also, we’re just a small...” Davis then looks at the merchandise, which varies from strange fictional books that made to look like actu
Sinners Like MeDocument Type: ExplorationSinners Like Me1 day ago in Short Stories
Date Written: 2/6/2016
There was one good thing about taking work from the leasing office; you always got a new story to tell. Whether it was a good or a bad story depended entirely on what the job was.
Fishlegs had taken this posting for something to do while Leroy was training up the latest pups on their estate. He was quite a bit older and larger than he'd once been, and fully trusted to be out and about on his own, though he didn't quite have the right temperament for helping out with training. Maybe his handler just remembered all the trouble he had gotten into as a pup. Leroy wouldn't want them to follow in his footsteps, after all, and thinking back on some of those misadventures Fishlegs couldn't exactly blame him.
Instead, he focused on his new friend and the Leasing Office in town, which always had something interesting
Transformation story : AnubisAnubisTransformation story : Anubis1 day ago in Short Stories
(Young man into Anubis)
(Warning : short story in french)
Jean-Jacques était plus que lassé par les blagues incessantes de ces vauriens. Chaque week-end, ceux-ci venaient frapper à sa porte avant de décamper en vitesse à chaque fois qu'il venait ouvrir. Parfois même, ils lançaient des pétards sur ses chats ou jugeaient bon de remplir sa boite aux lettres avec de la terre voire de crever les pneus de sa voiture. De plus, ces enfants diaboliques ne cessaient de le surnommer « Momie » en raison de son âge avancé. L’octogénaire avait déjà contacté plusieurs fois les parents de ces morveux par téléphone, en vain, car cela n'avait rien changé. Ces gamins ne tenaient même pas compte de ses menaces d'un jour appeler la police.
Alors qu'il était affalé dans son confortable fauteuil, le vieillard tenait dans ses longues mains une photo de lui lo
Marnic's Crush Part 1It all started when Love Doctor was in relaxing in the U.S Bank tower on a nice winter afternoon reading Avengers Age of Ultron when Winnie came in and snuck up behind him.Marnic's Crush Part 11 day ago in Short Stories
"Eeek!!" L.D screeched.
"Oh Marnic, you're so cute when you're scared."
"Winnie? Oh, do you have to sneak up and scare me all the time?"
"I can't help it if you're so easily scared." Winnie teased as she loved playing jokes and pranks on people, "So what are you doing this Valentines week?"
"Oh um I don't know, not much I guess. All the other members are out giving Valentines, I'm not getting involved in that deal, especially if Trails is passing out exploding prank cards which he is. What about you?"
"Well I'm going to the mall with Lunacina and Robin." Winnie said, "They wanted me to see this new shop that opened up. Anyway, I'll be going, see you around."
As fast as she appeared she was already gone. Now Marnic can make his move. What he was really planning was to set up a Valentines Dinner with Winnie to
BalderdashIt was the cat that solved the issue. It had seemed so very obvious in the end. It wasn't math that proved god, it was the way the cat laughed when he thought he had it.Balderdash1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Gunther Shoop was 34 and desperate to find heaven. It was where everyone he loved went. Or so he was told. He knew some rules. Killing yourself to get there was a risk, so he decided to make his own map. A map so precise he could fucking drive there.
It had been an idea 💡 seeped in whiskey and grief. Still, he almost had it. Almost.
Then the cat began to laugh.
"Shut up," Gunther said. He threw his pen down and flopped onto a chair. "You fucking solve it then."
"I have." The cat spoke so clearly Gunther nearly threw up.
"Then what is the answer."
"There never was one. That proves it. Whatever you wanted to know. You have actually just proved math is a lie, a joke. You found the punch line."
The cat smiled, its yellow face smug. It took a moment to wash its paw before jumping off the table. It went to its bowl a
Journal Entry 7Dear Scroll,Journal Entry 71 day ago in Short Stories
I left my little sister, Ripple, back in the deep sea cave while I went to Queen Coral. I had to fight for her now. I had become of age to fight for the queen. But seriously, why would someone my age have to fight in a war this big?
Anyways, I arrive at the Summer Castle and wait for a private audience with the queen. She had sent a guard to find me while I was hunting for food. It was dark then and they flashed at me ,"Queen Coral wants to have a private meeting with you at the Summer Palace tomorrow at noon. Be there on time you got it?"
I had no idea on why she would want me to even talk to her in private, but I came anyways. I thought that I would be waiting an hour or two, but then people started to scream," The Queen and her heirs are here!" over and over and over again.
I know that I started to ramble about some of my past, but I don't care now. The queen sees me now so I have to leave n
Her Ladyship's Order (Part 2/4): Human CustomsGray was one of Tanya's favorite colors, the color of the top underneath her jacket and the overcast sky above her. She found the rays of the sun to be an eye-searing eye-sore, precisely the reason why she wore sunglasses when the sun shone full blast. It was even more irritating on warmer days since sun usually meant heat, and Tanya didn't like having to part ways with her leather jacket. Not only did she like the feel of leather, it was also essential playing a little game she called "fooled ya", something she always loved to indulge in.Her Ladyship's Order (Part 2/4): Human Customs1 day ago in Short Stories
The pavement beneath her feet was subjected to trampling from many other feet walking along the city streets. Many of the feet belonged to business workers on lunch break or mothers and their children, all of them strolling under the dreary afternoon sky. A few older women grumbled about the drab weather, gripping their furry overcoats and griping over the frigid wind. Tanya watched a pudgy little boy run around merrily in nothing more than a sports
The Pinecone MurdererFeaturing Baeric, Babeh AatamiThe Pinecone Murderer1 day ago in Short Stories
Early Winter, Year 750 of the New Age
Near the main herd, Blackwood
The old man had been a fool...selfish...blind. To turn his back on him? Just as his powers had begun to grow so strong he had turned his back on him. Baeric ground his teeth in fury as he thought over the last few years of his life. He had finally felt like he had a purpose again, a place to belong, a family....
How stupid. How childish and stupid.
He strode through the thick, inedible grasses that flooded the Blackwood and grew tall even through the snow. Had his hide been soft and tender the blades would have easily cut through his fur and flesh. While he was not the most physically fit specimen by any reach he had still grown callus thanks to his years growing up in the dark wood. His hair hu
Try some of this WitchcreeperTry some of this Witchcreeper1 day ago in Short Stories
Featuring: Noctis and Brago
Noctis trained every day with his father, they trained in a pattern; Spar, Magic, Spar, Magic, over and over again. Noctis didn't give up no matter how many times he was put into the ground by his lighter coated and scarred sire. They were currently taking a break and the young scarred Blackwood six year old male decided to go walking around, when he came back, he saw his sire chewing on something red and dread-lock looking, what is that is the question Noctis wished to ask his sixteen year old sire. The Blackwood saw someone leaving the area back into another direction before he approached the scarred sooty grullo stag with a questioning gaze while staring warily at the red moss hanging from the lighter coated male’s mouth.
It seemed his sire noticed him rather quickly and offered the scarred seal buckskin some of the strange moss, though the cautious exp
The Remnants of OnderonThe Remnants of OnderonThe Remnants of Onderon1 day ago in Short Stories
The Great Sith War
Battle of Onderon – est. 3996 BBY
The battle took place in the skies above Onderon, where the Mandalorian Crusaders were making a last ditch attempt to capture the heavily wooded planet on behalf of the Brotherhood of the Sith. Mandalore the Indomitable’s forces were equally matched by the Beast Riders, and as he rallied his troops, the tide seemed to turn in their favor… They hadn’t expected the Beast Riders to have Republic reinforcements, however. Just when the Mandalorians thought they could pull through, elements of the Republic Swift Fleet commanded by Fleet Captain Vanicus arrived to aid the Beast Riders. Mandalore the Indomitable’s forces were being overrun, and they were left with two options; remain to fight and die, or flee in an attempt to lose the Republic Fleet. Mandalore chose the latter, ordering his forces to retreat to the moon of Dxun. Upon fle
Page 17 of Faint-om of the Figure"Take a seat now, Jarha-" Dr. skradle bones said with folded hands on top of his desk.Page 17 of Faint-om of the Figure1 day ago in Short Stories
"Alrighty then...but how do I know this isn't a trap...?" Lord Jarha questioned.
"Just sit down."
"Kay." She sat down.
"Good, now I have some questions for ye"
"Pffff 'Ye' hahahaha!" Jarha bursted out laughing.
"Jarha!" He fists the desk.
"I-I'll behave meow..." She says, frightened.
"Good, and you better, this is your final warning..." He points.
"Understood..." She looks down.
He sighs. "Look- the Ceremony is gonna be in about twelve hours, and... I-WE need to know some things..."
"Indeed... Past things to be exact..."
"Oh... Must I travel that back...?" She then stood up slowly.
"Sorry, but yes. And may I ask- what are you planing to do?"
"Just pacing in your office is all, not leaving I swear." She walks towards Sethlocks's room.
"I believe you-" He spins his chair revealing the back of his leather chair to his desk, while all he gets to look at is his wall.
A door then closed somewh
College writing, Rana Room Rana stepped into her room; it had been a long day, and she needed to unwind. She looked at a large board on the wall, where spent ammunition shells were arranged in three columns, labeled at the top “WINS”, “DRAWS”, and “LOST”. The latter two columns formed a fourth category, “AWAITING REMATCH”. Each shell had a name, date, and place etched into it; additional marks and symbols denoted kills, wounds, or bloodless victory. Well, the victories were comforting, but there were all the rematches she hadn’t gotten to yet…no, she needed other ways to de-stress.College writing, Rana Room1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
The workbench had a weapon on it that was in the middle of being field stripped, upgraded, and repaired. Or at least one of the three, anyway. Rana picked up the parts, turning the cool steel and fabricated plastic over in her fingers, then setting them back in their places. She picked up a wrench, tossed it to herself a few tim
A chat among soldiers.KupatikanaA chat among soldiers.1 day ago in Short Stories
Ahh, beautiful spring air, the perfect season for patrolling. Well, that was almost fully true, the only thing that sucked was that he didn't have his horns to protect him from any predators if they decided to come and attack him and his patrol buddy. He looked over to the stag that was walking beside him, Kupa had to admit that the stag was very full of energy and happiness. Kupa didn't want to feel like he was staring at the other, he still didn't know how work well with patrolling with other stags. “So, why did they only send two of us out here? Shouldn't there be, ya know, more of us?” He said, wanting to know why they did only send out the two of them. He was used to being in groups of 3-4 other stags.
Feu was in good spirits, well, not that this was very unusual for him. The golden stag was in good spirits most of the time. Today however he was in especially good spirits. Not only was it a wonderful spring day, but
Clockwork Heart (revised)Vergil paced around the room slowly while 'The Tinkerer' finished up working on the clockwork automaton that was being delivered to him. He wasn't sure why this 'clockwork assistant' was being delivered to him to begin with, there hadn't been any reason that he needed one of these things, Parliament had more of a reason with all of the different people talking and things going on, but treaties with the Welsh and Scottish never had that issue, so having one of these things to keep track of everything seemed pointless, did they not trust him?Clockwork Heart (revised)1 day ago in Short Stories
He continued to pace while the man installed more things into the automaton, trying to see just what he was doing, wondering just why it was taking so long to get this thing moving after being delivered to him,
"Wasn't this... thing supposed to be complete today Tinkerer? What more need be done to complete this toy?" The Tinkerer scoffed, turning away from his work and moving a large magnifying glass away from his face,
Honey Sweet KissHoney Sweet KissHoney Sweet Kiss1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Her kisses, they were like that of honey. Each one so sweet that I, with my fearfulness, felt as if I was drowning. Of course I was, I thought to myself. Her hands lay upon my cheeks, stilling me from retreat. What else was I to do, but, perhaps melt into her? Just as she melted into me.
I was a shy girl, brown eyed, freckled faced, and completely unsure of myself.
She was different, a beauty queen, breathtaking and gorgeous to my eyes. She had alabaster skin, fawn hair, and sweet blue eyes. Her lids were closed, but I’d known that all along. Just as I knew she could never ever look at me, the way that I looked at her.
That’s what I thought. Honestly, completely, and with all of my heart!
Her lips against mine betrayed me, my heartbeat doing the same at it stuttered in my chest. How could she taste so good? How could she have such a honey sweet kiss?
[RoM] Gone Fishin' SHA & SPADE[RoM] Gone Fishin'1 day ago in Short Stories
Perched on the back of the piebald male, Spade Tundre surveyed the passing landscape around him with a smile. His white hair was tucked inside of his fur lined hood and so was the trademark black patch of hair that was in the shape of a, you guessed it, spade. The MMA middleweight champion was a snow demon from the third circle of hell and currently enamoured with the more demonic half of a cat demon, but his Peppermint was worth all the teasing he’d probably get, in his opinion.
He slid a look in Esme’s direction, smiling when he’d caught her looking at him and chuckled lightly when her ear twitched in her hood, moving it obviously. She blushed so he rode Sha up next to her vitiligo Tokota and took one of her hands in his before winking at her. Sha was using the moment to bump up against Buffy and Esme looked down at him. “Sirou will eat you alive if you keep hitting