Infinite Stratos: Runner up selections.
This story contains DiD, characters used are from Infinite Stratos.
"Ok! Quiet down you brats" Chifuyu silenced the class in a single command before turning her attention back to the blackboard, it's LED screen showing the relevant information for the "Tag team tournament" schedualed for the end of the month. "Like I said, you will each find a partner for this, your score as a team will determine your grades for IS combat."
The girls in class chuckled, staring the way of a single student, Ichika sitting in the middle of the room, not seeming to notice their intenful glares. "I wanna pair with Orimura!" one of them whispered.
"Get in line, I saw him first, he's mine!" another girl said, louder than the other.
"I thought I told you to shut it!" Orimura slammed the blackboard, causing static on screen for a fraction of a sec
Commission: Perfect Presents for Digimon"The Digimon really have done a lot for our world over the years..." a very special woman with long dark raven hair said while clad in a flowing blue cloak. She currently was speaking to her younger sister who had shorter dark raven hair and wearing a dark purple flowing cloak.
"Indeed, and now that magical time of year has finally arrived, Christmas time! We really have to thank them," the younger sister cheered.
"So shall we reward them with a most marvelous gift, Lin?" the older sister asked.
"I don't know Min, it's hard to gift those who have everything they can get from their partners," Lin spoke as Min rubbed her chin a bit before snapping her finger upon having a good idea.
"I have the most perfect gift, but it will take some.... work to get them all," she explained as Lin chuckled.
"Don't worry sis, I know what you are thinking and I know the most perfect person to get it all done as she is just too caring not to do something!" she said as their goddess influence began to chang
The Church of the Ebon Vault
"Please, we don't like to use the word cult. It has so many nasty implications. We are a faith, one that likes to keep to itself without outsiders constantly poking and prodding and nosing around our business. It's... inconvenient, to say the least.
Ah. I know what you're thinking. No, not everyone who tries to poke around disappears - most of them are sent away with bribes, threats, information false or true, or disappointment. I can't begin to tell you how many good-for-nothings come, expecting us to lavish them with attention and praise and youth. Feh!
I will say... the rumors are true. We, the Church of the Ebon Vault, commune with an ancient creature. We are his apostles, protected and guided by his power. Deep within the vault, he still lives. The first members of the church entombed him alive so that he could protect us for all time. Mahgdi Zaguri has, since then, assisted us with the preparation and encasement of both the O
Space Angel Zanthie"This is for your own good, Cynthia."
Considering how she was bound and gagged, it didn't feel like the sort of thing a friend would do. Zanthie kept on saying how she was "looking out for Cyn." The denigrating tone didn't sound at all friendly advice. Combined with Zanthie's snarky smile,
"Zanthie, I'm your friend!"
"I know," responded Zanthie. "That's why I'm doing this. If you were Nariko, I wouldn't be so nice."
Cynthia lay on a long briefing room table while Zanthie made sure she was properly bound. Zanthie was wielding bright blue ultra-tensile carbon cable. It was the same type that they used to tether spacecraft or to stow dangerous cargo. Brute-forcing her way out of it was not an option, unless she could learn how to undo cables and locks with her mind. Unfortunately, that wasn't in her training.
The cables wrapped snug around her ankles, mating with extra mag-locked buckles. A very wide pair of blue steel cuffs locked her ankles together, and a mat
Web or Treat StoryThe daughter of Kumo finished her hunt one late evening. She had captured a very cute woman dressed up as a mermaid when she came to a blue house. She smiled as the weakened muffled cry of her cocooned prey item barely whispered her cry to be set free. The yoma looked around to find a strange site. Usually the prey's species would run to its own kind for rescue but for some reason no one seemed to notice her. A sinister grin grow larger as she sprouted her two extra sets of spider legs from her side and pushed out her small abdomen.
It was the night that the humans called Halloween. The streets ran rampant with sexy witches and zombies galore. The spider yoma fit right in and decided this would be the perfect night to get her sweet tooth sated.
"So many sweet prey and all gathering those wonderful human sugar" She said to herself with a giggle.
"mm..." the mermaid clad cutie barely whimpered in response.
Her body was circul
Totally Halloween SpiesSomewhere in an isolated area in the middle of the United States, was a top-secret research facility which was tasked with creating new and creative stuff for holiday seasons, so companies can make a profit from the creations.
"Alright, slime, webbing coming from a spider and mummy bandages! If my calculations are right this special static power will bring it all to life and make millions on the market!" An aged man who was balding and wearing a lab coat and dark pants and shoes proclaimed happily as his female assistant, who wore similar clothing with dark nylons and heeled shoes became concerned.
"I don't know sir, this just seems like a bad idea. I mean really, stuff like this that should be lifeless suddenly coming to life? Plus, that spider is still making the webbing, what if this goes horribly wrong?" she said being worried and cautious.
"Bahh, if this works we will change the market forever! Just think, today Halloween! Tomorrow Christmas with tree lights that hang thems