The Grey Jedi Code IIThe Grey Jedi CodeThe Grey Jedi Code II7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
There is no good,
There is no evil,
There is only balance,
I gain focus,
I gain discipline,
Discipline provides control,
I gain knowledge,
Knowledge is the key to Understanding,
Star Wars: Mel'Anctha OmoroseStar Wars: Mel'Anctha Omorose5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Our time has come. For three hundred years, we prepared. We grew stronger while you rested in your cradle of power, believing your people were safe and protected. You were trusted to lead the Republic but you were deceived, as our powers of the dark side have blinded you. You assumed no force could challenge you and now finally, we have returned. You were deceived. And now your Republic shall fall."
"Following the Jedi Civil War, three-hundred years ago, the Council took it upon themselves to see that all remaining traces of the Sith were properly dealt with. Times were dire. The Republic was war torn and had undergone dramatic changes. The death toll, was catastrophic. Many Jedi aided in rebuilding and seeing to those that were in need. As such, not many JedI could be spared to ensure that the Sith did not r
CuriousCurious3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was curious about the scars.
Corso had spent enough time with Silver and other smugglers, scoundrels, and mercenaries that he knew the rules that came with the life. He knew you let the past stay the past and didn't dig up what someone else wanted to stay buried. And he was fine with that. If he started asking Silver about her past, his would be fair game for the redheaded smuggler, and that was a wound he didn't particularly want to tear open again. Not yet, at least.
He didn't need to know what sentimental reason made the Captain keep carrying that old, beat-up blaster in an ankle holster when she'd bought--or found--and sold ones five times better without batting an eye. He didn't care how she'd developed such a warped sense of humor, and he wasn't terribly curious about jobs she'd had in the past--intriguing as some of her "old friends" they'd run into had made a couple of said jobs sound.
But he was curious, almost to the point of distraction, about the trio of scars tha
Shadow or Grey Jedi PoemThe Shadow Jedi ( Or the Grey Jedi Poem)Shadow or Grey Jedi Poem8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Neither dark nor light, but both all the same.
Neither hero nor villain, but both all the same.
Neither balanced nor chaotic, but both all the same.
Neither alive nor dead, but both all the same.
He or she can hate and love,
He or she walks the thin path between the sides.
Hated by the Sith, scorned but the Jedi,
May not even be accepted by ones like them.
They don't have the heart to do dark things,
They don't have the will to do light things,
They are nothing but shadows,
They are invisible to the universe.
There is no code for them,
There is no faith,
There are no laws,
There are no explainations.
No one dares to speak of them.
Clone Wars: BrothersDarth Maul looks up at the creature that is calling itself his brother.Clone Wars: Brothers3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sees black stripes on a yellow face; hooked, tan horns; orange eyes. He sees black armor like the shell of a turtle. This must be another animal, come to fight Maul for his nest. Maul shivers all over, readying himself to get up. He arcs like a cat. He tastes the air with his teeth and his tongue. It smells like ashes and fire, but it always does. Maybe, somewhere, there's the tang of speeder exhaust from above, and something electrical.
The creature talks to him. The voice is deep, and the words, garbled. It has shoved its way into his den, and sniffed while it looked at his scrap metal and his fire and his drawings. It is a big, wide-shouldered creature.
Maul has trouble with words sometimes. He remembers that they used to be easy for him, but now they seem to stick and repeat instead of forming into new shapes quickly. The shapes of letters seem to have color and sound of their own.
The Monster In My HeadEvery moment it sits thereThe Monster In My Head2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watching me, taunting me
I can’t see it
But I know it’s there
It tears us apart
I can feel you getting further away
Every word between us is strained
Every thought fearful and wary
When I hold you tight
I feel you shaking with sobs
I can see the pain and distress in your eyes
Every moment is one less together
All because of the monster in my head
Jedi Code, Sith CodeJedi Code:Jedi Code, Sith Code10 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is The Force.
Old Sith Code:
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.
New Sith Code:
There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.
I am the heart of the darkness.
I know no fear, and I instill it in my enemies.
I am the destroyer of the worlds.
I know the power of the Dark Side.
I am the fire of hate, all the universe bows before me.
I pledge myself to the Darkness, for I hav found true life in the death of the light.
Sparda Family DestructionFrom Spardas Diaries.Sparda Family Destruction7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was one of the weekdays. I was going home from work, walking along the dark, empty pavement. Sometimes I quickened my steps as I wanted to get home soon. I wanted to see Eva, see her angelic, pretty face; look into her large green eyes, deep and velvet; touch her hot, tender lips and embrace her gentle, gracious body. I wanted to see my little hooligans, Vergil and Dante; wanted to hug them tight and mess their silver, scruffy hair; wanted to hear their silly, tiny yells as I entered the house. Just wanted to see my family. They are everything to me, my whole world, my whole life.
But some vague, uncomfortable feeling was coming over me, a feeling of something bad, a feeling of impending doom. The streets were getting darker as darkness was closing in. I just heard rhythmical noise caused by my quick footsteps. But this slight noise abated as I stopped when I recognized the shadow of a figure, following me. I turned around but it disappeared in deep darkn
Black Rock Shooter: The Devil's Cry Chapter FourBlack Rock Shooter: The Devil's Cry Chapter Four3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At dawn, Vergil, along with Wesker, arrived at the empty ruined place covered with the ruined columns and rubble when they reached up through the long staircase. He's little pleased to be back home called the Morris Island since he doesn't have much good memories of it for that time except for a few things such as spending his time with Dante and their mother. He even remembers the good time with his father Sparda before his death by the time they turned eight where their mother given them a amulet as a memento. It also makes him more of a anti villain unlike the others who thinks he is. Despite this, his memories means nothing to him right now as someone he once love is already long gone. After this,
Sparda Family Destruction 4From Vergils Diaries.Sparda Family Destruction 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I dont remember the exact date, nor the exact day, nor time. It was evening. Yes, evening. No, first it was midday. No. The day started with morning, then it was afternoon, then it was midday. Dante and me were playing as always. We used to be so close to each other by that time............. To tell you the truth, I dont like writing diaries. I dont like to share my feelings to anybody, even to a sheet of paper. But I dont know why I decided to write about this day. I feel like I have to put it in records. Because it did not look like the other days. It was all different. It was unusual.
Mother was doing housewife duties. She was cooking, cleaning, tiding. She loved to do housework so much. She was doing it with all of her heart, everything. But she changed so much since that day. Everybody changed. Dante changed as well. Me? I dont know. Maybe I changed too. Life changed.
I remember it well when I was playing hide and seek w
Black Rock Shooter: The Devil's Cry Chapter ThreeBlack Rock Shooter: The Devil's Cry Chapter Three3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Vergil walks across the foggy forest alone with his Yamato in his hand after getting it back from his son, Nero, as he head to the place where his younger brother, Dante, owned the shop called the "Devil May Cry" though he barely remembered ever since he was killed by him while under control of Mundus as Nelo Angelo years ago. Prepare to say hello to your dead brother, Dante, he thinks to himself as he continues to walk across the foggy wood filled with thin trees. Back then, he was pleased to see Nero as a grown strong man
IchiRuki - The Power WithinThere is no moon out tonight. There's nothing but a dark, empty sky. It's just another reminder that you too are gone. Day's have turned into endless nights, weeks have blurred together I've just lost all concepts of time since you left. Because of your disappearance, it's like all the color in the world has completely faded. Everything, the grass, the sky, the sun, has lost its vibrance. All that's left is a colorless world; a lifeless illusion of black and white.IchiRuki - The Power Within4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The more I think about it, the more I begin to wonder if it was real. Maybe I was dreaming all of it. Maybe it was all just a huge part of my imagination and that world we lived and fought in never really existed. Or maybe, I'm asleep right now and this world called 'reality' is really the dream. It's been so long, I can't tell the difference anymore. I wish there was some way I could wake up from this nightmare. I just wish you were here Rukia.
"Still locked away in your room, huh?"
"Go away, Renji. I don't w
Sparda Family Destruction 5From Eva's Diaries.Sparda Family Destruction 56 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I hate to remember that day, because it changed everything. Everything shattered like a glass. Those little pieces of glass were parts of me; they broke, they fell down, they got old, they diminished, they disappeared. I diminished and disappeared. I lie to myself that it was just a horrible dream, a nightmare, which was killing me every night as I turned on my side and saw the emptiness. I closed my eyes and used to rest my hand onto the other side of the bed, I wanted to feel him beside me; but he was gone...forever. I often cried, because it gave me a relief for just a few seconds. But I did not want my sons to witness it; I did not want them to know the truth. As I lied to myself, that it was just a dream, I also lied to Dante and Vergil. I told them that their father was gone to save us and defend us from THEM. But it was temporary and I always repeated that he was going to return home soon. Time by time, I was showing them letters, as if written by Sparda. I t
Into Another World Ch: 1Into Another World Ch: 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Note~this is my Naruto and Twilight Princess Crossover, and this will be the only chapter I'll post for a while till I finish more stories... please enjoy, also, there will be title pages for these just not at the moment.
"In a world of darkness and light, there is a world in between, a world that has both light and darkness swirling, to become one. This world is known as the world of Twilight. They say that their world is full of dark magic, but it isn't evil just because it was 'dark' magic in fact, their magic can be used for the greater good.
"But, no one knows if the people of that world are like us, or if they are completely different beings all together. No one knows what their world is like and no one shall ever know so long as the gateway to their world is forever lost. They say that the Goddesses and the beings of Twilight were once good friends. The people of Twilight, were people of this world long ago, but had gone to use the forbidden magic
"But no one know
MirrorEver thereMirror2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sees your flaws
Can’t take it
And at the end of it
Everything’s just the same
Star Wars: On The HuntMaya Jeda stepped over a gnarled green vine and eased into the jungle. The plains of Shili ended abruptly, fields of waving turu-grass cut off by thick-boled trees. Where the occasional birdcall had sounded out there, the riot of sounds stopped as soon as Maya moved further into the jungle.Star Wars: On The Hunt3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The trees were widely spaced but surrounded by whole ecosystems of undergrowth. Even as she tried to step around the larger bushes and flowers, she heard animals start up again in the distance. There were dangerous creatures on this world; the native Togruta people were fanged and strong. Some groups still hunted akuls in a rite of passage to prove that even their children could survive when the wild inevitably bullrushed its way into civilization. Maya was glad to have her two lightsabers hanging at her hips, even if she didn't like the idea of fighting animals.
Those dangerous animals were the whole reason she was here. She had been hired to retrieve the urgluk bezoar, a hunk of nutrien
Naruhina-Summer story Part 2Naruhina-Summer story Part 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
At the festivals entrance, Hinata woke up
Where am I? Hinata asked
At festivals entrance Naruto replied and smiled
Festivals entrance? Hinata said
Wait a minute. H-Has Naruto-kun carried me till here? Hinata thought. She blushed
I-Im sorry, N-Naruto-kun. I-I have bothered you
No probs. Besides, it can be some punishment for me because I didnt asked you directly
Anyway, I rather enjoy it Naruto blushed.
Narutos word make Hinata blushed red
Lets go! Naruto said while pulled Hinatas hand
Naruto held Hinatas hand tightly. He didnt want to lose her in large crowd. Noticed her hand was holded tightly, Hinata blushed happily. Finally, she can holding hands with Naruto.
W-Where are we going, Naruto-kun?
How about that? Naruto pointed to a stall
Hinata answered it with a nodd. Then,
Through the Eyes of Hawk - 1Through the Eyes of Hawk - 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Delta Squad remained in the weapons training room even after the others had left, uncomfortable with waiting while there was a mystery waiting to be solved on "Planet StarChild". It was named "StarChild" after it appearing out of no where two months ago. No known inhabitants, parents, environment all seemed native to those who saw it. Out of curiosity (and precaution), the Delta squad was to be sent as an investigation team to gain information on this "unknown rock"... But for now, the team was to wait as instructed by Gabe (a male scientist who assisted in the making of the clones) while he brought out "Their new team member".
Sev (RC-1207) used this wasted time of waiting to his advantage by attacking holographic droids. Scorch (RC-1162) and Fixer (RC-1140) sat on near by crates while the Delta Squad team leader, Boss or 38(RC-1138) paced anxiously.
SisterSister7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sister had gotten everything she wanted. Everyone loved her. Everyone wished to please her. She was the more beautiful one. She was the eldest. Mother and Father favored her over me. The best always went to her and I always got second best, if anything. They all hung on her every word and she got all the attention. I was left to my own design. No one to say I could or couldnt. No one to care if I failed or succeeded. Until one day in the most beautiful spring ever.
He came from a kingdom over. He was beautiful, sweet, gentle, and intelligent. Sister expected him to trip over himself to please her, but he paid her no heed. Instead, he wooed me. Me, the one nobody cared about. Me, the one nobody worshipped. Me, the forgotten little sister.
Sister was only annoyed at first. But as weeks became months, and he still followed me, she grew angrier. She couldnt stand it. She didnt unders
Urahara's Bankai Urahara's BankaiUrahara's Bankai7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ill never use it again murmured Kisuke in an almost inaudible voice.
Yoruichi did not reply. She stared down at her hands with sorrow in her eyes.
My Zanpakutō she muttered.
I am so sorry. I did not mean to I didnt I couldnt have I could not control it! he implored then sighed I should never have used it. I let the excitement of learning it get to my head. I should never have acted so recklessly. It takes years to master Bankai and I went and unleashed its full power a few minutes after learning how to summon it! Kisuke grumbled and hit himself in the head.
Yoruichi looked up at Kisuke and felt a pang of guilt. He must feel guilty and she wasnt making anything better by sitting around looking miserable.
It wasnt your fault Kisuke. You had no control over it. There was no way you could have known what would happen so dont blame yourself. Don
The peaceful warriorWe train so we won't have to fight,The peaceful warrior8 years ago in Open More Like This
we are martial artists. To hone these skills developed over thousands of years,
our mind is clear. We strive not to fall victim to society's pressures,
to stand as an individual, and not to take life too lightly.
Everyday is a day to strive for better. It takes decades to master the techniques
handed down through hundreds of years. The tradition and philosophy is kept intact,
the knowledge of peace and persuaion.
To defend ourselves and others, we sharpen our deadliest weapon---the mind.
The mind, body and spirit must be forged like the mighty katana.
The steel, heated and hammered. Again, and again. Each time rolling the fiery metal,
softened and beaten, rolled in towards itself, and hammered down.
Like the blade, we too must be hammered repeatedly in the dojo. And in life, we must take
the blows without retaliation. Turning the other cheek, biting our tounge.
This is how you grow strong. The humble katana. And like the katana, we look
Angels, Devils and Vampires: 1Dawn was approaching and Integra was almost done with her mountain of paperwork. She sighed and rubbed her eyes. Just one more to go and she can finally get some sleep. She had been up all night trying to finish all these damn files and paperwork and she just had one more to go. She picked it up and read it carefully before signing it and placing it on her finished pile. After double checking to see if she had anymore of those papers from hell, she sighed and collapsed into her chair. She glanced at the clock and made a face. Alucard and Seras should be going to bed by now. Ah, forget them, she really needed some sleep.Angels, Devils and Vampires: 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The hairs on her neck suddenly went up and she perked her ears. For some reason, Integra felt a presence around her and it wasnt a good one. Slowly, she slipped her hand under her desk and felt around for the gun strapped to the bottom of it. Damn, it wasnt there. She gritted her teeth with frustration, remembering that it got damaged a while ago and w
Black as Ebony (orig) ch1 (DMC) PLEASE NOTE THAT WHILE THIS STORY AND IT'S SEQUEL ARE COMPLETE, THIS SERIES IS INCOMPLETE AND IS NO LONGER BEING MADE BECAUSE I AM MAKEING A RE-MAKE OF THIS WHOLE SERIES. THIS ORIGIONAl WAS LEFT UP AS REQUESTED BY SOME OF MY READERS. THERE WILL BE A LINK TO THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE RE-MAKE IN THE DESCRIPTION BELOW. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. -SeifBlack as Ebony (orig) ch1 (DMC)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Four strawberry sundaes to go please." You smile happily excited to surprise your three favorite half devils.
After paying, you take the cup holder, careful not to drop the ice cream filled cups. You head down the street to Devil's Never Cry. You visit the shop just about every other day. Seeing the boys always cheers you up and brings a smile to your face.
Opening the door with your shoulder, you are greeted with Dante at his desk, feet on said desk. Vergil is at his desk, which was located next to his brothers, by the kitchen door. Vergil is reading a thick book that looked a few hundred years old. Nero, who is also at his desk a