Myytti AmferiastaKauan sitten oli Amferian maa kuollutta, eikä siinä mikään kasvanut. Sen hedelmättömät laaksot laskivat kalattomaan mereen, tuuli ei puhaltanut, eikä mikään liikkunut. Ihmisistä tähän lohduttomaan maisemaan loi ensimmäisenä silmänsä Skythe, mustahiuksinen kuninkaan poika, viisas ja lempeäsydäminen. Häntä tervehti Frella, metsänneito, kaunis ja sorja, joka itki maansa vuoksi, suri sen ikuista lohduttomuutta. Neidon ahdingon nähdessään ja polttavan rakkauden syttyessä miehen rintaan Skythe lupasi matkata aina jumalten asuinsijoille asti pyytämään armahdusta maalle. Suojakseen ja ratsuksen hän sai kauniin, valkoisen hohtelevan yksisarvisen, jonka metsänneito hänelle lahjoitti. Nopeudessa ei sillä vertaista ollut, eikä aikaakaan kun Skythe saapui ensimmäisen jumalan luokse.Myytti Amferiasta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ensimmäinen jumala oli sadon ja hedelm&
ExtrasensoryIt came without warning, like an assassination in the night. They had inexplicably begun teasing him, egging him on about his "obvious" crush on the girl. He'd had little luck deciphering their motives. Perhaps for their own sense of entertainment or pleasure, or maybe out of sheer boredom, or maybe they'd had some life-altering revelation that dictated that they make a mockery of his love life, or lack of. This had gone on for months now, and from the beginning their jests had been nothing but an annoyance, comments constructed for the sole purpose of provoking him. As time passed, however, their words slowly worked into his mind like tiny drills, and eventually their lies shifted into his truths. With each passing day, his blushes grew darker, the racing of his heart became more rapid, and his thoughts were more isolated, focused solely on one person.Extrasensory5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Eventually he'd returned home, where he was met with a surprise greeting with the girl. The moment he saw her, everything came full ci
Sweet DreamsSlowly, he opened his eyes, awakened from his slumber. He gingerly rubbed his eyes as he sat up, trying to focus his vision so he could see around the small room he inhabited for the night. A cool breeze blew through the sliding glass doorway that lead to the outdoor balcony, the white curtains gently waving around. He shook his head rapidly, blinking several times to remove the sleep from his eyes. The draft had awakened him, it seemed, and it didn't look like it was going to help him fall back asleep.Sweet Dreams6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Stifling a yawn, he gazed at the digital clock on the dresser next to the bed, hazily making out the blurry red numbers. 11:59. He grinned, knowing all he had to do was wait one more minute. Ironically, the minute felt like an hour, as the ruby glow of the clock seemed to hypnotize him. His eyes were half-closed, partly due to being still asleep somewhat, and with a lack of sleep came a lack of brain activity. This left him in a slightly spaced out demeanor. He was so entranced, in fact
Looking Up To YouAsh Ketchum placed a hand over his mouth, yawning quietly, before setting it under his raven-haired head, using both of them to pillow himself from the grassy ground. He smiled peacefully, closing his eyes as a gentle breeze blew across the hills near the outskirts of Pallet Town, green leaves floating carelessly in the air. The shadows of trees and clouds paraded through the grass as the sun shone down brightly. He extended his legs out, stretching them vigorously, before settling them down again, sighing gently. "Nice day " He thought to himself.Looking Up To You6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gazing out into the mountainous horizon, his chocolate eyes shifted into a solemn look, his mouth shifting and his nose wrinkling as numerous thoughts raced speedily through his mind. He wasn't out at the hills by coincidence; he was taking time out to think. Yes, Ash Ketchum, the "mind set only on Pokémon", "gonna be a Pokémon Master someday" trainer, was spending time reflecting on his thoughts, a feat thought to be i
Pokemon: The Last Movie IntroIn the world of Pokémon there many are wonderful sites to see, Pokémon to catch and battles to face. Many dream of becoming masters. This is where our story begins. In a small town passed a sunny mountain there was a little place called Pallet Town. There lived a young man with a dream of becoming the greatest Pokémon master of all time. Along the way he met many friends and won many battles. He trained hard with his best friend Pikachu. They had many adventures and through good and bad that boy remanded loyal to his friends and true to his heart. This is the story, of not how he got there but what happed after.Pokemon: The Last Movie Intro3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*END OF SINNOH*
The morning begun like any other; the boy awoke with a yawn. He rolled over to see Pikachu lying on the floor. Probably where he fell when he was pushed of the bed.
"What you doing down here buddy?" the yellow mouse looked up at the trainer "chu" he spoke as the sunlight came in thought the window.
"Looks like It's gonna be another wonderful day". Going down s
The Rocket Initiative ch. 5+6Chapter 5.The Rocket Initiative ch. 5+68 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Brock had been puzzled when the phone was cut off during his brief conversation with Daisy. This affect was heightened by the fact that he had just entered flirt mode, and without any sharp pain in his ear, or a bash on the head, his flirt mode would usually last as long as it took for the conversation to reach its conclusion, usually being rejected. Being cut off in the middle by anyone or anything except Misty was a new experience for him, and he guessed that this was what it must feel like to be hung up on, which is why he had never been in the habit of flirting over the phone. He got up and went into the general living area where Flint was sitting exhausted having just put several struggling children into bed. He was slouched on the sofa, hiding the fact that he was sleeping with a poorly placed magazine. He had drooped slightly so that Brock could see one closed eye, and the magazine was upside down. Brock cleared his throat and Flint jumped up from the sofa, magazine s
ArgumentsIts his fault. Yeah, of course it is. Its always his fault. Its not like I did anything wrong. Hes the one with the map, not me. Hes the one whos supposed to be leading us through this forest to get to Pallet Town. But hes still arguing back at me, like it is my fault. How can he be so dense, so stupid, so adorableArguments7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wait, thats not what I meant to say.
Okay, so maybe I did mean to say that. After all, how could anyone be mad at him after looking into his brown eyes? Those brown eyes that hold so much determination and passion. Those amazing brown eyes that Ive fallen in love with
Ack, pull it together, Misty! Youre supposed to be mad at Ash, not thinking about how much you love the guy wait, stop it! Argh, I cant take this! Why does he have to be so darn cute?
okay, forget it. Theres no point in trying to be mad at him anymore. Even when we argue, I cant stop thinking about how much I lo
The Blind Alley: Chpt 1The Blind Alley: Chpt 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimers: If I owned Pokemon, you would know it.
Dedication: to my darling cousin nicknamed Fred who bugged me relentlessly for my old fanfic filled with tossing main characters off cliffs (which was really a serious story but turned humorous because of her interjections) that I could not provide since it was already shipped to storage. Hopefully this story will bring back just as many smiles, giggles, and perhaps even this time Ill get the drama right.
AN:// Its been years since Ive written a pokemon story. Some of you might remember me as PurePsychicEspeon- the author of Crimson Tears, Upside Down, and Faith in a Child. Most of you wont know who I am. And thats fine- those stories arent that good anyway.
I decided to come back one more time, as promised. And who got me to write this story- why my cousin did. She wanted one more from the pokemon section just for old times sake. None of my old stories really held the
The Rocket Initiative ch. 1+2 Ortus Malum : book 2The Rocket Initiative ch. 1+28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Rocket Initiative
By Ben Mercer
The legal crap.
Pokemon and all characters and places herein are property of Nintendo and its affiliates. All characters and places within are fictitious, and any relevance to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental (so far as I am aware). The Rocket Initiative and all characters and places
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 3Pirate!SpainXRomano - Pretending3 years ago in Drama More Like This
One night Spain returned back to the town. He was running down the hall of his ship trying to get away from the fire. There was so much smoke, so it was hard to hold his breath long. Once he got up to the deck he ordered all the crew members to leave. Smoke flies into the air as the fire grew bigger. The crew saw the fire that was coming from below and they stopped in their tracks. They all ran off the ship like a herd of buffaloes.
Romano was eating a tomato when Italy walked over.
"Hm?" He lazily replied.
"I'm going to spend the night with Germany~ Will you be okay here by yourself?"
"Don't treat me like I'm a little kid!"
Romano sighed, "Go ahead, I'll be fine."
"Okay. See ya later fratello!" Italy said leaving for the door.
Spain was walking around weakly, trying to catch his breath. He lost his crew members during the scatter. Everyone went their own way, so he was now alone. He saw a benc
The Rocket Initiative Ch 9+10Chapter 9.The Rocket Initiative Ch 9+108 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ash lay where he was; not wanting to disturb Misty who was still deeply asleep, her head resting on his chest. He tried to remember what exactly had happened. He remembered the party, and Gary having a date (he chuckled to himself as he remembered) then his mom breaking out the alcohol reserves and Misty with ..the bottle. ohh no, the drink he thought to himself. He vaguely recollected three bottles. odd he thought, if he really had that much to drink then he should now be either asleep, vomiting profusely, or drinking gallons of water trying to quell a splitting headache. He looked around. No vomit, no gallons of water, no headache and he was definitely awake, though being this close to Misty was more the stuff of his dreams. Anyway, all things considered, he was in far better shape than he ought to be. He felt Misty stir and looked at her as she opened her eyes
ugh where am I? she groaned.
well from what I can se
The Rocket Initiative ch 36+37Chapter 36The Rocket Initiative ch 36+378 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well Misty began but trailed off.
She and Ash had been sitting in silence for around half an hour now but neither of them could think of anything to say
So Ash began but he also trailed off, still unable to think of anything to say.
Had you ever heard anything like that before? Misty asked, the first thing that had come to her mind.
You know, all that stuff about wielders and the war and things. I never heard about all of that before, its kinda hard to believe but I still do Misty said, gazing into the lake with a small frown a frown of puzzlement.
Nope, never heard anything like it before kind of magical isnt it Ash replied with the same expression. At this comment though Misty began to slip back into her usual self, taking the opportunity to reawaken her own sense of humour.
Youre a wizard Ash! she said mystically.
Ash however, failed to
Acceleracers Merry ChristmasMerry Christmas MomAcceleracers Merry Christmas8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Christmas was not an occasion forgotten in the Acceledrome. Whether tempted by Lani's delicious mouth warming cookies or just enjoying the Christmas mood, every racer, monkey and doctor was in the festive mood; minus the robot of course, who had repeatedly stated that Christmas was a pagan influence bought on by the winter solstice to please the pope of that century. Never mind that he'd been knocked out, once again by a certain PorkChop who so very kindly told him that who gives a damn as long as there were cookies eggnog and presents... yep, don't forget the presents.
Nolo and Tork seemed to actually get along a bit lately, no fights for the last week if you can believe it. Kurt and Markie... err Wylde... well, no fights but ignorance IS bliss right? Right. On the other hand, two people seemed to be especially happy, like they were hiding something. When Shirako found a single white rose on Karma's car the day before Christmas eve and a note telling her to meet at
SnugglingSnuggling3 years ago in Settings More Like This
She turned on her side and readjusted her pillows for what was probably the hundredth that night. As weary as she was, sleep should have been an easy task. Unfortunately her mind did not want to cooperate with what her body was demanding. Her mind wanted to think about Earth and all the horrors taking place there, about Kaiden and the angry bruises on his face, about Palaven and about Garrus. She hoped her turian friend was alive and well. Shepard uttered a dejected sigh and pulled herself off the mattress. She arched her back, stretching the sore muscles on her lithe frame that protested against the notion of having to do more work. Perhaps a stroll around the Normandy would ease her mind. Shepard stepped into her slippers and made for the elevator.
The CIC had been eerily quit even if the hour was late. The silence a reminder of when the Collector's had abducted her crew. Shepard chased away the memories of the Collector base. She did not need another horrible thing to dwell on. The
Spyra, part oneTwilight Sparkle slowly climbed the winding staircase, casting frequent nervous glances behind her to check whether she was being followed.Spyra, part one4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Canterlot was always busy no matter what time of day it was, but right now the only activity within the castle would be the royal guards on their nightly duties. It was 2am and the young unicorn had had one hell of a day, but this was the only moment when she had felt something approaching fear.
Actually, fear wasn't the correct word anxiety was a better term. If she failed in her mission here, then she was certain that Princess Celestia would be disappointed with her. The alicorn had been her tutor and mentor for most of her life and the one thing she strived for was to make her proud.
But her chances of success were about to take a sudden turn for the worse.
There was a sudden, almighty crash and she spun round to see one of the shields that had been hanging on the wall bouncing down the stairs. She winced at the sound of every metallic cl
Rude AwakeningHe didn’t remember losing consciousness, it was as if he had blinked and everything around him had suddenly changed. The flames from the blast had died down considerably and despite the soft crackling emanating from the charred core of the impact crater an eerie quiet had settled over the hazy clearing. Muted blaster fire rang out in the distance but it seemed the battle was either running out of combatants to reap or shifting elsewhere for the time being.Rude Awakening2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
As CT-4397 blinked away the pain he was aware of being curled up against one of the Umbaran tentacle-trees, the one he’d been thrown against when the blast had hurled him back. He felt hot liquid pooling in the top portion of his bodysuit and with it an intensely sharp throbbing sensation engulfing his right side. He tried to move his right arm, resulting only in an excruciating spasm that left him gasping vainly for reprieve. When it had lessened a small degree, he clenched his teeth and looked wildly about for his bl
Dreams EndDreams EndDreams End8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was early morning when he received the call; the call that stopped his heart, and made his blood run cold.
s-shes ill? he stammered
It was very early still, he was barely even awake yet that was not the reason he faltered now at the news
yes Im sorry Ash, shes not been herself for a while now but what ever it was seems to have peaked now. We phoned you because well shes been drifting in and out of consciousness for several days now but in the times when it has been most hopeful that she would wake, she said your name Ash came the reply from the other end.
It was professor Oak who had called, having been spending a lot of time at the hospital along with Tracy, Mrs Ketchum and the three other girls.
For Ash though this was still a lot to take in. He was waking up more now, slowly, but even had he been wide awake he would have found it difficult to put into words the mixture of fear, worry and regret now playing throu
Secrets reveld: chapter 2Shang walked out of his tent and looked around to make sure no one was found near by. He quietly walked to Mulan's tent. He didn't want no one to find out her secret, and he didn't want to be questioned why he was going to her tent. Shang came to the front of her tentSecrets reveld: chapter 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ping, you there?" Shang said so no one would know her name.
" Ya come on in." Mulan said as she opend the tent flap
Shang walked into Mulan's tent, he saw the Mushu glaring at him.
"Mushu." Shang said in a welcoming voice
Mushu just crossed his arms and and turned the oppossite way.
"Ok then, I guess you don't want to be botherd."
"Just ingnore him, he is just mad that I invited you." Mulan said as she sat down
Shang sat down beside her,"So........"
there was an ocward silence.
" So your the daughter of FaZu....."
"Ya, ya I am, and your the son of general Li."
there was another ocward silence
"Mulan I was thinking about this the other night about how you were so brave to join the army because of your father, it too
IkkunaElokuuIkkuna3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Siellä sinä istut, ikkunan ääressä. Käsissäsi on kirja, et huomaa minua, et koskaan huomaa minua. Vaaleat hiuksesi verhoavat sirot kasvosi. Kunpa pyyhkäisisit hiuksesi kasvoiltasi, että näkisin taas ne kirkkaanvihreät silmät, joiden katsetta olen pitkään rakastanut.
Kuulen isän tulevan kotiin. Katseeni on nauliutunut sinuun enkä saa sitä irti. Taas sinä istut siinä ikkunassa, helvetin kakara, isä sanoo, niin kuin joka päivä. Isä lyö minua kasvoille, mutta minua ei satu. Olen hyödytön ja minun olisi parempi kuolleena, isä sanoo, ja ajattelen niin itsekin.
Elän vain sinun takiasi. Haluan vain nähdä että sinulla on kaikki hyvin. En saa poistua talosta, mutta vain sinun näkemisesi riittää. Olet niin kaunis.
Äiti ja isä riitelevät. Isä heittelee tavaroita seinille. Äiti itkee. Kuulen miten isän käsi lyö äidin kasvoille, mutta en halua kääntää päätäni sinne, en halua nähdä äidin surun murtamia kasvoja. Äiti yrittää pidätellä kyyneliään ,mutta pian kuulen hänen lohduttoman itku
The Rocket Initiative ch 27+28Chapter 27The Rocket Initiative ch 27+288 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The moon was riding high in the sky, it must have been past midnight, yet all was not as dormant as it should have been on the streets of Cerulean at this hour. A small group of figures huddled together against the cold were standing on small bridge to the north of Cerulean city the Cerulean cape. There were two figures slightly separate from the rest of the group, one right at the edge of the bridge and the other slightly behind, with a hand on the shoulder of the first.
Ash and Misty it was who were standing separate from the others, Misty bearing the small wad of blankets in which the body of the Weedle lay at peace, whilst Brock took temporary care of Azurill.
At a nod from Flint the rest of the group, including Ash and Misty, released their Pokemon on the river bank to watch the proceedings as they bade a final farewell to the creature that had saved Ash and Mistys life.
In the water below the bridge there floated a small boat, more of a hollowed out log wh
The Rocket Initiative ch 59Chapter 59.The Rocket Initiative ch 598 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
... Right youre on in five, four, three, two, one the camera man gave the thumbs up, and the reporter began.
Hello Im Gabby Johnson and you join me live in a jubilant Cerulean city, newly liberated, the people have not experienced joy like this in a very long time. If you look behind me now, you can see some of the victorious trainers who
oh for goodness get out of the way and do your research said another voice off-camera, and the reporter was pushed away and another figure took its place, a woman ready with microphone and wearing all black, just like the crowd of people by the river behind her
My name is Mary, reporter for the resistance radio program bringing you this special and heart wrenching report. You join me now in a Cerulean city that should be bursting with life, parties celebrating the recent liberation from the forces of the Confederacy of Unified Powers but instead we have this,
Assassin's Creed II: EternityAssassin's Creed II: Eternity5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
October, 1476. Firenze. Italia.
The people's shouts filled the air with a haunting resonance. He couldn't see what stood at the center of the frenzied mass, but he didn't need to see to know. His feet carried him closer to the podium and through the clumped mass before him. It was early October, the fall season in full swing upon the Italian city-state of Firenze. And today, three men stood upon the gallows awaiting the swift hand of fate to claim their lives as prize.
"Giovanni Auditore," A voice boomed out over the indecipherable shouts of the mob. The mention of his father's name stopped Ezio dead in his tracks. His heart beat quickened as he silently joined the crowd to watch the matter at hand.
"You and your accomplices stand accused of the crime of treason. Do you have any evidence to counter this charge?"
"Yes;" His father shouted in reply. "The documents that were delivered to you last night!" That was right. Ezio himself hadn't slept a wink after he'd delivered them himself to