M: WoW I: The Ghost of SpartaMalus: World of War I
The Ghost of Sparta
Kratos VS Nessus
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One world. That is what it had been to the many who did not know, before all of this came about. Before the doorways to the Nexus, the pathway between realms, had been opened, there was no way anyone could know. But through circumstances unknown, the barriers were broken. And now all under the watch of the Creator, whether they know it or not, were brought to face a new world. A world where fates would collide, mantles would be tested, power would be vied for, and the true nature of man would be determined.
SICYON, GREECE, 2:31 PM
As this new world gave way to turmoil, the son of Zeus, Kratos, the Ghost of Sparta himself, led his raid on the city of Sicyon, which, as rumors told, had begun to worship the Titans over the Gods. Zeus had made his orders clear: the city would c
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Universes (Crossover): Batman and Neil Gaiman's Sandman
Rating: PG (to be safe)
Warnings: Angst, a corpse
Author's Note: Batman's natural desire to help has unforeseen consequences. This is my entry for the Crossover Contest, and my first crossover.
The copse lay amidst the alley clutter, unmoving, while the first spots of rain splattered on his Armani suit. The night buried him in shadows, the distant streetlights barely illuminating him. Thin rivulets of blood, black in the weak light, pasted down a few graying tufts of hair. His head bent backwards at an angle no living person could achieve. Knowing the futility of it, Batman still reached over and checked for a pulse.
Looking at the dead never got any easier. It was ugly, no matter how peaceful the passing may have been. Yet still, Batman crouched besides the unmoving form, gently closing the man's eyes. The rain pattered against his hood and cape while he stood his silent vi
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The layered anticipation was almost audible, but only to his ears. It wasn't the first time he had crouched in dew-slicked bushes as he awaited for the darkness to fall around him. It was the same every month, but the adrenaline never ceased to flood him while he waited for the first ray of white light hit his skin.
The house was barely stirring, but he could see the child creeping through the woods, a cautious smile on his young face. From the bushes he gave a grim smile and glanced up at the sky.
It was time.
His entire body seemed to tremble, shake, and tear apart at the seams. He felt he was being shredded and mauled, as he did every month, and as he would every month of his life. It was painful, yes, and grot